Chương 1047: Huo Zhu

A disaster that True Sacred Yin World had never met before had come with the spread of the purple sea of fire. When Su Ming appeared beside the middle-aged woman, her face turned pale. She knew that it was already too late for her to retreat. She gritted her teeth. Murderous aura appeared in her eyes, and she swiftly bit through her tongue.

At the instant she did that, the broken part turned into a thick layer of fog that swept towards Su Ming.

With a bang, it disintegrated against the outline of the kiln around Su Ming. At the same time, the middle-aged woman's body swiftly withered. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a layer of blood essence that was reduced to tens of thousands of droplets before surging backwards.

"She bit her tongue to scatter her soul!" came a surprised cry from a person from True Morning Dao World hidden somewhere in space.