The power of a primordial unity great luo golden immortal that Daochen had left inside him rampaged through his limbs and bones like a wild horse slipping its reins.
The power of the Golden Crow Divine Flame, which he normally would not have spared a thought for, now burned through his meridians like a lethal poison.
It felt as though ten thousand ants were gnawing at his heart.
The agony would not stop!
Especially since he had just forcibly mobilized his magical power to activate the Six-Sense-Purifying Bamboo and the Merit Golden Lotus.
Doing so had only given the Golden Crow Divine Flame greater freedom to scorch his meridians.
His original form was primordial bitter bamboo, which belonged to the wood element.
Among the five elements, fire overcame wood.
At his peak, he naturally would not have feared this paltry Golden Crow Divine Flame.
But now he was gravely wounded, and Ancestor Minghe was beside him, buzzing incessantly like a mosquito or fly.
Minghe frantically drove his Xiantian Spiritual Treasure sword, slashing straight down at his head.
This truly threatened to take Jieyin's old life.
And worst of all, they were still in the Netherworld Sea of Blood.
Formed from the foul blood in Pangu's navel after his fall, it contained endless karmic retribution.
Even at his peak, Jieyin would have been unwilling to let it touch him.
Much less now, when he was gravely wounded!
"Fellow Daoist Minghe, today's incident was not this humble monk's doing. Please stop hounding me."
With a bitter expression, Jieyin moved, trying to rush out of the Netherworld Sea of Blood.
Normally, as a sage, he would have slapped a quasi-saint ant like Ancestor Minghe to death for daring to treat him with such disrespect.
But he was wounded, and the Golden Crow Divine