Swish!!!!!!!
The Demon-slaying Sword easily sliced a large mass of flesh tendrils into two, and with a turn of his hand, Fan Wu raised the great sword. Its sharp tip just grazed the throat of The Great Revered One.
The Great Revered One only felt a warm stream emerging from the throat of the believer's body that it had descended into.
It knew… that warm stream was the fragile human body bleeding out.
The creature controlled by The Great Revered One spread its two gigantic hands apart and, as if swatting a fly, clapped them together in an attempt to crush Fan Wu.
It no longer tried to attack Yun Jiuqing and the others, for it had realized that killing those people would not affect Fan Wu.
Meanwhile, The Great Revered One, ignoring the blood gushing from its throat, clasped its hands into a strange seal.
Soon after, towering white flames surged toward Fan Wu!
Before him was a fiery blaze.
On his left and right, a massive palm struck out.
Fan Wu's only way out was to retreat.
