Golden light radiated, not approaching him, but as Song Yin stepped forward, white flames ignited in his hand, swiftly reaching the old man's body. The white flames instantly passed over, provoking a great fire that also scorched away those mana puppets. The white flames continued to advance, setting ablaze all the numerous people inside the hall who were bowing and muttering, causing them to lose the ability to maintain their forms and topple over.
"Sever it for me!"
The white flames did not burn the people to death. Instead, with Song Yin's shout, the mana puppets softened and collapsed to the ground.
The old man let out a scream of pain, with the point of connection to the Dharma Image breaking off, leaving him limp on the ground.
The Dharma Image could no longer maintain its expression of scrutinizing with lowered eyebrows. Its enormous body began to drift away, its four heads showing terror.
"What have you done, what have you done to my devout believers!"
