The Flowerfoot Snake struck back in fury, breathing out a cloud of black smoke, but the Hongdong Ancestral Spirit dodged it with ease.
Tang Changsheng saw it all clearly. He knew that an Ancestral Spirit in Spirit Body form and one with a Physical Body each had their advantages.
Powerful as the Flowerfoot Snake was, its enormous body made it more like a Beast. It had trouble dealing with the Hongdong Ancestral Spirit in Spirit Body form—or rather, in Primordial Spirit form.
But compared with a being of flesh like the Flowerfoot Snake, the Hongdong Ancestral Spirit had weaknesses of its own... Otherwise, the Flowerfoot Snake would not have retreated into its Physical Body after merely testing Tang Changsheng once, then returned in its true form.
In fact, Tang Changsheng had not been afraid that the Flowerfoot Wizard might flee.
It would have been even better if he had. Tang Changsheng had already lured the snake out of its hole. The Flowerfoot Wizard might escape, but the Flower-Foot Barbarians' Warriors would not. He could sweep them all up in one net, then surround and kill the Flowerfoot Wizard. That would only make things easier.
"Quick, quick! The Ancestral Spirit can't hold out much longer. It's daytime..." someone shouted, though even he did not know what he wanted them to do quickly.
Tang Changsheng knew exactly what he meant. The Hongdong Ancestral Spirit had not reached the Yang God Realm; at most, it was at the Yin Spirit Level. It could not fight for long in broad daylight...
More importantly, Tang Changsheng had remade this Ancestral Spirit. It possessed only thirty or forty percent of its former strength.
At every moment, the Hongdong Ancestral Spirit had to burn Divine Power and Wishfire just to sustain its fight beneath the blazing sun.