He would use them to vent all the anger he had suffered over these past three hundred years!
As for Houtu, Saint Yuanshi surely had other arrangements for her. He could not kill her recklessly.
Otherwise, she was merely an Ancestral Witch who wielded the power of the earth law. His Twin Swords, Yuantu and A Bi, could easily slay her!
Just as these thoughts arose in Patriarch Minghe's mind, the voice of Yuanshi's Evil Corpse incarnation rang out from his Blood God Palace Dao Field once again, brimming with killing intent.
"Zhurong!"
Along with that cry, several streaks of Sword Qi steeped in the power of the death-nirvana law slashed outward.
Wherever the sword light passed, the Asuras Patriarch Minghe had created turned to ash without the slightest power to resist.
At the sight, the corners of Patriarch Minghe's mouth twitched.
He had no idea what the Fire Ancestral Witch Zhurong had done to Saint Yuanshi's Evil Corpse incarnation to make him so furious!
Over these three hundred years, he had lost count of how many such roars he had heard.
As he realized this, Patriarch Minghe suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
Perhaps, once their scheme succeeded in turning Houtu into earthly dao reincarnation, he could personally take action and slaughter the Fire Ancestral Witch Zhurong as well.
That would surely earn him lavish praise and favor from Saint Yuanshi.
He could reap benefits from it too.
As for Ancestral Witch Zhurong, he was nothing more than a brainless brute. Without the Twelve-All-Heaven Baleful God Formation, Minghe could destroy him with a flip of his hand.
Such was Patriarch Minghe's absolute confidence in his own strength.
Beside him, Daoist Ran Deng's expression darkened slightly. There was no telling what he was plotting.
Just then, Patriarch Minghe's ears suddenly