Break the Sky with a Hand

Ji Hao stood aside and watched the fight. Seeing Priest Qignwei suddenly launch an offensive and make a raging fire erupt from Priest Hua's eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, Ji Hao couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh out loud.

If Priest Hua was merely forced to vomit blood, as a powerful being, he would be able to replenish his consumed life-force and recover in a span of a gasp, and no actual harm would be caused to his foundation of Dao. However, the dragon and tiger jade Ruyi held in Priest Qingwei's hand was a top-grade pre-world supreme treasure, a greatly powerful piece. Under its power, instead of blood, what spurted out of Priest Mu's eyes, nose, ears, and mouth was actually his spirit true fire.

Normally, the spirit true fire hid in his soul, connected with his life-force and soul. The moment the fire died, his life and Dao would be gone. Just now, the fire puffed out of his body, because clearly, his foundation of Dao was harmed severely.