Underneath the thunderclouds, Zuo Ci's figure appeared. His snow-white hair fluttered without wind, his Daoist robe flapped, and his face was ruddy. He exuded a celestial aura, like an ancient immortal descending into the mortal world.
Upon hearing the Red Dragon Immortal's question, Zuo Ci offered no response.
Just moments ago, as he was about to be trapped by the Feng Shui Formation, he had utilized the Taoist Divine Skill, 'Golden Cicada Shedding,' to escape the predicament.
"Die!"
A murderous flash crossed Zuo Ci's eyes. He quickly reached out with his right hand, placing it on the Red Dragon Immortal's head. With a slight pressure, the soul instantly shattered, and countless memories swirled out.
"Seal!" Zuo Ci shouted once again.
The immortal energy between heaven and earth surged violently, forming a profound seal that locked all of the Red Dragon Immortal's memories within.
WHOOSH!
