Jian Wushuang's godly power was tens of thousands of times stronger than Spirit Flame Holy Leader's. Now, with the help of the original universe, the difference between him and Spirit Flame Holy Leader was unimaginable!
"Have you had enough?"
Jian Wushuang said emotionlessly.
"I …"
Spirit Flame Holy Leader's face flushed red, and he couldn't say a word.
"Since you've had enough, can we talk properly?"
Jian Wushuang's expression was calm as he loosened his grip on the Golden Flame Spear.
Spirit Flame Holy Leader didn't have time to retract his power, so he couldn't react in time. His body shook, and he almost fell from the sky.
Spirit Flame Holy Leader held the Golden Flame Spear tightly again and smiled angrily.
"Humph! You stole the foundation of my holy land, and now you have the nerve to ask me to talk nicely?
If you want me to talk nicely, you'll have to take this move of mine first! "
"Secret technique, Seven Motifs True Fire!"
Spirit Flame Holy Leader shouted and clenched his hands.
Instantly, the Golden Flame Spear disappeared and turned into a pool of golden flames.
The moment this pool of golden flames appeared, it seemed to burn the sky and turned the entire sky and land into a sea of fire!
Jian Wushuang, who was in this sea of fire, was like a small boat in a raging sea that could be swallowed by the sea of fire at any time.
"Go and die!"
The Spirit Flame Sacred Leader laughed savagely. His hands pulled once again. In an instant, this cluster of golden flames turned into a lifelike golden fire dragon. Every scale on its body was sparkling, and flames were beneath its feet.
"Go!"
Spirit Flame Sacred Lord roared and pushed forward. Instantly, the golden fire dragon roared and pounced towards Jian Wushuang to bite him!
"Stubborn."
Jian Wushuang shook his head. He wanted to use Wu Qi Godly General to destroy this fire dragon, but he thought of something and didn't take out Wu Qi Godly General. Instead, he flipped his right hand, and an ancient bronze cauldron appeared in his hand.
Jian Wushuang used his godly power to cover and suppress the cauldron. It was originally unparalleled, but now it was back to normal. It was like a black lump of iron that didn't attract any attention at all.
"Let me test your power."
Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes. He grabbed the Ancient Bronze Tripod and threw it forward. Suddenly, it smashed toward the Fire Dragon.
However, he was afraid that the cauldron would smash Spirit Flame Holy Leader into ashes, Jian Wushuang controlled his power and only used 10 percent of the cauldron's power.
Peng!
The Ancient Bronze Cauldron instantly turned into a parabola and smashed viciously into the mouth of the fire dragon formed by the Seven Motifs True Fire!
Chi chi chi chi!
There was no obstruction at all, and it was like a sledgehammer smashing tofu. This unparalleled fire dragon was directly smashed into pieces inch by inch, and it collapsed and turned into countless sparks that dispersed in the air!
This wasn't the end. After the ancient bronze cauldron shattered the fire dragon, it spun around and quickly smashed towards Sacred Lord Spirit Flames!
"What the hell is this?"
Sacred Master Spirit Flame was stunned. He saw a black iron lump rushing out of the countless sparks and enlarging in his eyes!
Clang!
In the end, the ancient bronze cauldron drew an extremely beautiful arc and smashed straight into his head.
"What hit me?"
That was the last thought that flashed through Spirit Flame Holy Leader's mind.
Then, his vision turned black, and he fainted.
Whoosh.
Spirit Flame Holy Leader, who had lost consciousness, fell to the ground and kicked up a cloud of dust.
"Holy Leader!"
"You dare to kill a Holy Leader?!"
Instantly, countless Spirit Flame Sacred Ground disciples and Nine Peaks Elders who were watching the battle roared.
However, although they were hesitant, no one dared to go up and face Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang ignored them as if he didn't hear them. Instead, he looked at the cauldron and raised his eyebrows.
This was his first time using the cauldron against an enemy. He had already tried his best to control the cauldron's power and only used 10% of the cauldron's power.
He didn't expect that even so, Spirit Flame Holy Leader's divine body would be smashed to the brink of collapse, and his divine soul would be directly blocked.
This was an invincible Ruler!
If he used the Connate aura in the cauldron, how powerful would it be?
"It seems that the power of this cauldron is far beyond my imagination."
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed as he thought of this.
After a while, Jian Wushuang reached out with his right hand and grabbed the cauldron. A majestic divine power surged out and pulled the cauldron back into his Yin and Yang Ring.
"Don't worry, your Holy Leader is fine."
Jian Wushuang lowered his head and glanced at the Spirit Flame Holy Ground's people.
Seeing Jian Wushuang's gaze, their hearts trembled.
Just now, they finally saw clearly that the dark and swarthy thing that had knocked the Sect Leader unconscious was actually an ancient bronze cauldron!
Knocked unconscious with a single cauldron?
That was too fierce!
.....
A month passed.
During this month, Jian Wushuang didn't leave the Spirit Flame Holy Ground. Instead, he quietly waited for Spirit Flame Holy Leader to wake up.
Although the Spirit Flame Holy Ground was just an ordinary faction that Jian Wushuang could destroy with a flip of his hand, Jian Wushuang never liked to owe others. He had said before that he would compensate the Spirit Flame Holy Ground with resources, so he would naturally do as he said.
There was a cliff on the seventh peak of the Spirit Flame Holy Ground that overlooked the entire Spirit Flame Holy Ground.
Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff and silently comprehended the Great Dao.
The Suixin Ruler stood respectfully behind Jian Wushuang like a servant.
Ever since Jian Wushuang defeated Spirit Flame Holy Leader a month ago with the help of the ancient cauldron, she was completely convinced by Jian Wushuang.
"Your Excellency Buqi, the Holy Leader woke up early this morning."
The Suixin Ruler said respectfully.
Jian Wushuang's back was facing the Suixin Ruler. Hearing this, he nodded and stood up.
"Good. Let's go. Follow me to see him. "
"Yes!"
A moment later, Jian Wushuang saw Spirit Flame Holy Leader in the Sect Master Hall of the Spirit Flame Holy Ground.
After waking up, Spirit Flame Holy Leader's divine body was still covered in cracks and weak, but his complexion had recovered a lot.
However, his entire person was like a frosted eggplant. His expression was dispirited, and he sighed softly as if he had aged several decades.
He looked at Jian Wushuang, who was walking in step by step from outside the hall. The anger on his face had disappeared, replaced by a touch of helplessness.
"Your Excellency, you've already taken the Connate Ding Fire, and I'm no match for you. What else do you want? My temple is small and can't take any more trouble. "
Spirit Flame Holy Leader said helplessly.
Jian Wushuang smiled faintly and said, "Your Excellency, don't worry. I'm only here to apologize and compensate you."
"Compensate?"
Spirit Flame Holy Leader, who was originally depressed like a frosted eggplant, immediately became spirited. His back straightened, and his eyes shone brightly.
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