Fortunately, among the group of people rescued by Baili An, there was someone who responded extremely quickly.
A young girl in a sacrificial robe snapped out of her shock. She quickly removed the wide robe, revealing the coarse linen clothes unique to the village beneath.
Her face filled with urgency; she used the robe to smother the flames engulfing Baili An's body, tightly wrapping him to extinguish the fire.
"Roar!!"
The immense corpse demon, as towering as a mountain, had its Corpse Pearl light up again within its mouth.
An inexplicable word of Corpse Language only intimidated for a moment before it returned to normal, its eyes revealing a fierce gleam.
Lifting one foot, it was about to crush the group of 'ants' on the ground.
Wen Yu's eyes sparkled distantly as he glanced at the young man, who had fainted from exhaustion and was wrapped tightly in the robe, unrecognizable. For some unknown reason, a sense of revenge against the sect surged in his heart.
