C185 The Fire Demon Tear God Hand!

Inside the shattered room, flames roared with fury.

The air was thick with the Extreme Yang Divine Fire.

The ground was pockmarked and riddled with holes, scorched by the relentless inferno.

Clutched in Jiang Dao's right hand was a Corpse Demon Patriarch, his face contorted in agony. His chest was caved in, limbs snapped, and the rich black aura of death that once clung to him had dissipated