Zhaang Ye breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the corpse, which had been burned to a charred husk.
The power of a True Dao Third Layer expert was far beyond what Zhaang Ye had imagined. Without the Fire Spirit's intervention, he could have defeated Jiangqian Mountain at best, but killing him would have been utterly impossible.
The flames emanating from the Fire Spirit had also weakened, a clear sign that it had paid a considerable price. The Fire Spirit had already sacrificed the vast majority of its power, leaving behind only a single, essential wisp of flame. Although this wisp was incredibly potent, it was ultimately too faint. After exerting itself to kill Jiangqian Mountain, it had been wounded as well.
The Fire Spirit wobbled over and said, "I need to return to the Small Space and use that Phoenix Tree Branch to recover. Just call me if you need anything."
