He screamed in terror, his voice shrill and filled with dread. Flames raged across his body, refusing to be extinguished no matter how fiercely he beat at them. And these were not mere Innate Heavenly Flames—they were Primordial Divine Flames! Even as a mighty Supreme Being, he found himself unable to escape this crisis under the dual assault of the opponent's overwhelming pressure and the relentless flames!
"Arghhhhhhhhhh! Who... who are you?! Who are you?!"
He screamed as his body tumbled to the ground, yet the flames clung to him like a living entity, burning relentlessly. The acrid scent of scorched flesh mingled with the night breeze, spreading through the air.
"What good would it do a dying man to know?" Feng Jiu remarked indifferently, watching the black-robed man writhing and screaming on the ground, reduced to a burning husk. Her hand moved, gripping the Blue Edge as a faint azure glow surged from its blade.
"No one I intend to kill has ever escaped!"
