Wang Zijia listened to Ding Haiping's words while his golden pupils flickered for a moment. He could not discern any particularity about the giant creature. After examining it again, he found nothing special about the creature.
It was just a standard explosive soldier Wicked Ghost matrix.
Once again, he summoned forth a surge of flames that filled the sky.
"Squeak, squeak!"
The huge star-like sphere let out frenzied screams, but its energy level wasn't even that of a Turbid Immortal, so despite its large appearance, it was of no use.
As it caught fire all over, the wriggling black tree roots also lost their strength and stopped thrashing at them.
Gradually losing the strength to struggle, it eventually became a mass of flames, burning and falling as if stars were being destroyed, shattered, and plummeting, which looked quite spectacular.
