Even if a cultivator slaughtered a person and frantically smeared the blood on them, it would be hard to prevent the withering momentum.
The fire spread extremely fast, and in an instant, the fresh blood, internal organs, corpse worms, and wild grasses blue flowers within the enclosure, appeared as though they were all purified, revealing an untouched layer of ground.
Feng Ju's proud smile suddenly froze.
A lean and long hand passed through the flames, gently rubbed the head of the Yin Spirit White Tiger, Baili An lifted his head and smiled, said, "Removing the rot with a sharp knife is indeed the best solution, wouldn't you agree, Protector?"
The life-saving flower that everyone was fighting over was gone, and the group of cultivators, with eyes red with rage, could barely contain their desire to rush up and tear Baili An to shreds.
Lin Zheng could barely contain his applause, exclaiming with admiration at the genius of it!
