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Facing the True Sunflame, any number of spiders were bound to turn into ash.

A blazing fire disaster was unfolding, and had it not been for Su Yie shielding her, Nan Xiaopao would have been scorched.

Turning to Master Qing, his hair had been singed, but his Taoist robe was clearly no ordinary garment, as it remained unburned.

"My hair! My three thousand strands of Dao... and my dear old mother..."

Master Qing wailed ceaselessly, tears streaming down his face.

Looking at this spectacle, it bore no resemblance to the dignity of Emperor Qing Xiao.

He's clearly just a street swindler!

Su Yie thought to himself while simultaneously waving his right hand, causing the True Sunflame to vanish, leaving not even ashes of the millions of spiders.

Nan Xiaopao's beautiful eyes widened in wonder and exclaimed, "Suddenly, I also want to become a Golden Crow."

With the True Sunflame deployed, it was indeed as if gods would slaughter gods and demons would slay demons!