Seeing that the people who had been about to attack had actually stopped, the smile slowly faded from the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame's handsome face, replaced by an eerie chill. He stared fixedly at the people before him. Though he said nothing, the surrounding space began trembling violently like rippling water.
"Since you insist on courting death, I'll grant your wish..."
The Purifying Lotus Demon Flame let out an enraged shout and appeared above Xiao Yan and the others in a flash. He clenched his hand, forming a massive spear of milky-white flame, then swung his arm. The spear tore through space, carrying an aura of destruction as it shot viciously toward the two clans.
The aura emanating from the flaming spear had reached a terrifying extreme, fully possessing the might of a Seven-Star Dou Saint's attack. Apart from Hun Changqing and the Gu Clan party, the other three members of the Soul Clan all turned pale.
Instinctively, they tried to circulate their Dou Qi to defend themselves, only to suddenly notice that Hun Changqing was standing motionless. Not a trace of energy stirred around him, as though he were waiting to die.
Remembering what Hun Changqing had said earlier, they glanced at the flaming spear that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth. They knew he was no fool and could not possibly be standing there waiting for death. Still, hesitation flickered in the eyes of Hun Miesheng and the other two. Then they gritted their teeth, stopped circulating their Dou Qi, and stood still just like Hun Changqing.
"Bang!"
The enormous flaming spear descended from the sky and slammed into their bodies with devastating force. Yet just as they thought they were about to suffer grievous injuries, the spear abruptly vanished!
"Bastards!"
In the sky, fury appeared on