Meanwhile, not far from the camp, the Huoliao Temple disciple who had given chase lay lifeless on the ground.
There were almost no external injuries on his body, save for a dried-up bloody hole visible at his lower back.
But if one examined him with divine sense, one would find that everything beneath his flesh had already been reduced to ashes.
Even in death, his shriveled face remained twisted in ferocity, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
The Spirit Manifestation he cultivated, known as Raging Fire Suppressing the Pass, possessed immense power. Even Yang Lingrui's Yellow Wind could not penetrate that scorching tide in the slightest.
In a normal fight, Yang Lingrui would have had no choice but to flee for his life.
But this man's arrogance and overconfidence gave them an opening to exploit.
Yang Lingrui lured him here, while Zi He, concealed beyond the detection range of his artifact, loosed an arrow with all his strength and successfully ambushed him.
In an instant, that arrow tore open a gap in his Crimson Fire Manifestation and left a wound in his lower back that pierced through flesh and bone.
The two worked together seamlessly. Yang Lingrui seized that fleeting chance to close in, paying the price of damage to his own manifestation to send a force of Wind Erosion into the man's body through the bloody hole.
Once that move landed, victory was decided. With Wind Erosion entering his body, whether this Huoliao Temple disciple chose to keep fighting or flee, he could not escape the fate of dying with hatred in his heart.
Realizing this, the man decisively chose to fight Yang Lingrui to the death.
Though arrogant and conceited, his final decision still had some courage behind it. Unfortunately, after Wind Erosion entered his body, all his Qi