Tang Zhen waved his hand at the ball of light. A chain flew out and wrapped around the curled-up litt.
"Bang!"
The body that was pulled out fell to the ground. It looked thin and shriveled, like a lamp that had run out of oil.
Even if Tang Zhen didn't come, litt wouldn't be able to hold on for long. Sooner or later, his mental energy would be sucked dry and he would die.
Fortunately, Tang Zhen appeared in time. If he had waited until litt died, it would have been difficult for Tang Zhen to find the entrance to the giant soldier gods.
Tang Zhen shook his head slightly as he looked at the convulsing litt. He threw a fireball at him.
White flames burst forth from lithe's body. The flames had no temperature, but they were thousands of times more terrifying than ordinary flames.
In less than half a minute, lithe's body turned into ashes, leaving only a thin layer of powder.
