The Mortal World.
The great hall had burned completely to ashes, along with the entire temple.
Troops stood in tense formation all around, their weapons trained on the raging flames at the center.
Outsiders could no longer see anything within the sea of fire. Fire engines frantically fought the blaze, but they could not extinguish even the flames at its very edges.
This was no ordinary fire. It was Vermilion Bird Fire.
Within the inferno, two little flames of unusual colors suddenly appeared at its core and leaped onto Chu Ge's outstretched palms, one on each side.
The red Little Flame that was Yan Qianlie folded his arms, staring in surprise at Qiu Wuji fighting the Buddha Ancestor. "Fuck? How did this fatso get out here too... Wait, an avatar? Your wife seems to be losing. This guy's a Profound Immortal."
Chu Ge sighed. "She is losing. Qiu Qiu's avatar in the Mortal World can't reach the Profound Immortal level, after all... But fortunately... he's very busy right now. He can't bring his full power to bear either."
The Buddha Statue: "..."
He was far more than a little busy!
He was utterly overwhelmed!
He had already decided to withdraw and devote his full attention to the changes within the book, but a final shred of reluctance remained. He also felt that he was just a little short of defeating Qiu Wuji, and wanted to see what the Vermilion Bird would do.
You brought that wisp of its True Spirit into the Mortal World and even saddled it with a crude husband. Is that supposed to help?
Won't it just become even more rebellious?
The little azure flame crouched on Chu Ge's right palm. With Yan Qianlie on the other side, they looked very much like a couple, which displeased