C743 I Can't Control It!

The flames surging toward him vanished in an instant, and even the swiftly moving spear experienced a momentary halt. The stars that had surrounded the elder were blown away, disappearing from view.

The frail elder's cloak billowed in the wind, his beard swaying in tandem. He grasped the cloak from behind and held it in front of him as a shield.

The Blood Fly Taoist's gaze grew somber