HUMMM!
The eerie blue flames burned relentlessly, emitting the sizzling sound of vaporizing flesh and blood.
They seemed to contain some kind of extreme heat, distorting the air and bending the light.
Lu Chao took two steps back, his brow furrowed in concentration.
Slowly, the black-robed old man's corpse melted away, incinerated into a pile of black ash on the ground.
"He's dead?"
Lu Chao watched this scene with a frown, his expression wary.
He recalled hearing about the destruction of a branch of the God-Worshiping Church. 'Could this man have been the final mastermind behind it all?'
As he pondered, a night breeze blew through.
The pile of black ash swirled up and scattered, as if a departed soul was returning to the heavens—or perhaps, to the Abyssal Hell of a High-Dimensional Demon God.
Seeing this, and confirming there was no other danger around, Lu Chao gradually deactivated his Frenzy State.
