"Ah!"
The blood-colored blaze ignited on Hong Kun Ancestor, eliciting a miserable scream.
But then a "pop" sound followed, piercing the ears of all those present.
It was the sound of... a shattered Dantian again.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! No!" Under the burning of the blood-colored blaze, the Dantian shattered again, bringing double torment to both body and spirit. Hong Kun Ancestor let out a roar of extreme pain and unwillingness.
Years of cultivation level, destroyed in an instant—no one could accept such a cruel reality.
Shi Feng coldly stared at the red-haired old dog. Last time at Sky Demon Mountain, he and those trash Martial Emperors tried to take my life; now the suffering he endures is only justly deserved!
Suffering born of one's own misdeeds, there's nothing worthy of pity.
Then, with a thought, Shi Feng moved, and the red-haired old dog consumed by blood-colored blaze suddenly vanished into this cold void.
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