"Help me, sir!" Seeing this scene, Xiong Wang shouted in terror.
"Where did this ant come from, daring to be presumptuous in front of me, die!" Zhang Xiaohao's cold voice sounded.
Swoosh!
In a flash, his body appeared directly outside the carriage.
With a point of his right hand, the immobilization technique was performed, fixing him in place. In his terrified gaze, a golden flame descended from the sky, engulfing his entire body, not even his Nascent Soul escaped; it was all consumed.
After finishing him off, the World-purifying Heavenly Fire swiftly returned to Zhang Xiaohao's palm, where he collected it.
The entire process was as quick as lightning, and while those present were still reacting, this Mahayana Early True Spirit was already dealt with.
It wasn't that Zhang Xiaohao was too strong, but his Divine Skills were exceedingly sharp.
