The moment the Flowerfoot Snake touched the flames, it was as though it had fallen into burning gasoline. Beating at the flames did nothing to put them out; instead, they began to cling to its body.
But in the next instant, a glow rose from the Flowerfoot Snake's body and nearly smothered the Wishfire.
"Finally using Vow Power..."
If the Vow Power had belonged to no one, Tang Changsheng could have seized it or set it alight. But he could do neither with Vow Power that had an owner!
Still, if there was no clever way around it, he would meet it head-on. Now it came down to whose Vow Power was stronger and whose methods were more refined.
Tang Changsheng was no Deity. Though he could wield Vow Power through the Primordial Yang Divine Lamp, his methods were far from refined, nowhere near a Deity's mastery of it.
If an ordinary Deity could draw out ten parts of a Divine Power Wishfire's strength, Tang Changsheng could draw out six or seven at most through the Primordial Yang Divine Lamp.
Against a Deity, Tang Changsheng would have had no advantage. But the Flowerfoot Snake was merely a native Ancestral Spirit of Wuman World, a being of the Ghost Gods at best. It had no inherited teachings, no understanding of the Great Dao Secrets, and precious little intelligence. A weakling like that could draw out only three or four parts of its Vow Power's strength at most.
What was more, Tang Changsheng held an enormous amount of Sky Silver. In sheer quantity, it far surpassed what the Flowerfoot Snake possessed.
Now that the battle had dragged on this long, the Flowerfoot Snake's defeat was certain.
The Flowerfoot Snake resisted for only a short while before the Wishfire enveloped it again. This