Lin Tian immediately charged at Lu Ya, spewing Ninefold Samadhi True Flame and fanning Threefold Samadhi Divine Wind, without waiting for him to unleash the Immortal-Slaying Flying Blade again.
He certainly could not use Solar True Flame. That would only nourish Lu Ya.
With its attack amplified tenfold, even a Quasi-Saint could not withstand the Ninefold Samadhi True Flame.
Lu Ya had only the Immortal-Slaying Flying Blade and no defensive Spirit Treasure. Ninefold Samadhi True Flame was different from Solar True Flame; he did not dare take it head-on.
Lu Ya instantly released his protective golden light, but the Ninefold Samadhi True Flame burned his Protective Divine Radiance away in a heartbeat.
Amplified tenfold, the Ninefold Samadhi True Flame already rivaled Zhurong at his peak.
Without a magical treasure, there was no hope of withstanding it.
Lu Ya was frightened nearly out of his wits and took to his heels.
To keep Lu Ya from harming anyone with the Immortal-Slaying Flying Blade, a peculiar scene unfolded on the battlefield.
A Great Encompassing Golden Immortal chased a Quasi-Saint as though chasing a rabbit.
Lin Tian could not give Lu Ya any time. If he did, one of the Four Great Demon Saints or Holy Mother Wudang might be lost.
Lu Ya probably would not dare strike the Four Great Demon Saints, but Holy Mother Wudang would certainly die. If that happened, Bull Devil King would go mad.
Enraged by the pursuit, Lu Ya immediately assumed his true form and spewed billowing Solar True Flame, choosing to clash directly with Lin Tian.
Lu Ya was a Quasi-Saint, after all. Even amplified tenfold, Lin Tian's power only matched Lu Ya's Solar True Flame.
"No, this won't do!"
Lin Tian was not the only one growing anxious. Everyone on the Demon Race's side was