Chen Ping drove the Insect Glaive firmly into the Bone Dragon King's mouth, thrusting it through the gaps between its bones straight to the soulfire inside its skull.
A soundless explosion rang out inside the Bone Dragon King's brain. The tremendous damage sent its ghostly green soul fire spilling incessantly from every gap in its skull.
Zhongli Wu could not help letting out a muffled groan, almost as though he felt the pain himself. His enormous Death God Avatar shrank somewhat.
Impossible. The Bone Dragon King's soul fire was immensely powerful. How could it have suffered such devastating damage in an instant?
Could it have been that white light just now?
The Bone Dragon King threw back its head and screamed in agony.
In an instant, wisps of white light spread from the cracks in its skull, enveloping its head.
When its soul fire encountered that white light, it abruptly melted away like ice and snow doused with hot oil. The Bone Dragon King's entire enormous body instantly went rigid.
The power of purification!
The reason Chen Ping had engaged Zhongli Wu in close combat while the latter had unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar and was controlling the Bone Dragon King was to buy himself time to chant an incantation.
The advantages of Three Heads and Six Arms were now fully on display. Once that skill had been unleashed, he had three heads to use. His right head turned aside to chant an incantation, and Zhongli Wu had no time to react at all!
At that moment, Zhongli Wu, whose life was bound to the Bone Dragon King's, went rigid. A piercing, inhuman scream echoed through the air.
The Death God's enormous body rapidly shrank, soon reverting to human form. Great mouthfuls of blood sprayed incessantly from Zhongli Wu's mouth.