[Heaven-in-a-Pot] devours, earth-shattering upheaval! Luring prey into the trap, crushing them with overwhelming might!

Lin Changheng seemed not to hear the special implication in the Truefire Flood Dragon's words and went straight to the point. "So, according to you, Senior, when I face this man, I only need to withstand one strike from his fourth-tier divine sense?"

Then a troubled look crossed his face. "But even a single strike would probably be more than I could withstand..."

The Truefire Flood Dragon fell silent for a moment before saying, "I have a way to help you, but you must also agree to do something for me, fellow Daoist..."

A thought stirred in Lin Changheng's mind, and he immediately asked for details. "Please go ahead, Senior."

Only after the Truefire Flood Dragon explained did Lin Chang begin to ponder carefully.

For a time, silence fell.

Boom!

With a wail, the black-mist cultivator, who had been driven back again and again until he intended to self-destruct, was beheaded outright.

His self-destruction never succeeded.

Daoist Heir Songyun moved too quickly. The instant the core within the black-mist cultivator's body began to surge violently, he had already struck.

But Daoist Heir Songyun still seemed unsatisfied.

He followed up with another blow, blasting the black-mist cultivator's flesh apart and scattering blood and meat everywhere.

Not even his bones remained.

"You ruined my master's great undertaking and obstructed Yan Kingdom's rise! Even death was too good for you!"

Daoist Heir Songyun had clearly expended considerable magical power as well. His face was slightly pale, and only after swallowing several elixirs and closing his eyes to regulate his breathing for a few breaths did color return to it.

"Still, obtaining a [Nascent Soul Talisman Treasure] this time means it wasn't a loss."

Daoist Heir Songyun's gaze fell upon the black-mist cultivator's remains. Amid that bloody mess, a Storage Bag lay completely intact.