Back For My Daughter

With the heat rising on top of their heads while the metal roof made a crisp cracking sound you are Meng and ran the driver had their hearts tightened within and their chests.

Meanwhile, in front of them, the Corpse General stood as if he had been petrified.

The drops of blood which had been sprayed from Ye Qian's moth dyed the whole of the roof of the car red.

Ye Qian, who was still mid-air had his face turned even paler, as his descent was greatly affected by the sudden puking of a mouthful of blood.

Although there was still some worry in his eyes there was also deep anger, but it was not for someone else but for himself.

Meanwhile, the flame which was burning around his fist also looked as if it has lost quite a bit of its strength, had the scarlet orange flame which was burning brightly just a while ago had its flame intensity decrease by more than half

As his fist was just a few inches away from that of the Corpse General, it had already lost more than half of its strength.

But the place where his fist landed was not on top of the General's head, but upon the arm which was holding Yuan Meng's wrist.

If it was before, then the effect of the flaming fist hitting the Corpse General would have been instantly shattered his body into smithereens while burning every inch of his body into nothingness.

But right now, Ye Qian had taken back most of the energy which he had directed which had turned inflicted more injuries upon him.

Not only had this worsened his already bad state, but in fact, it had even inflicted more harm upon his own body.
Right now, the destructive Spiritual Energy which he had no way to redirect was passing through his own nerves and meridians.

If it was someone else then they would have been blasted into smithereens, by all the destructive Spiritual Energy running amock in their meridians and nerves.

But Ye Qian was different, with his body which could even withstand the Heavenly Tribulation of the Purple Lightning, there was nothing any sort of harm, other than the stinging pain which seemed to be coming from inside of his body.

But right now, even if that pain would not amount to much before, right now, it was enough for his condition to turn bad.

In fact, other than the great amount of pain, there was absolutely no other effect that he could feel and would even be able to recover from this kind of injury within just a matter of a few hours if he were to direct even the normal Spiritual Qi which he could cultivate with.

Meanwhile, although the intensity of the fire had decreased drastically, the Corpse General could not feel the pressure and fear that he had been feeling at this moment to have any kind of change.

In fact, he even felt as if even if there was nothing but just a tiny spark of this flame, even then he would be turned into nothing.

The reason, the Fire Of Pridid was one of the purest fires which could be comparable to that of the Samadhi Fire which was considered Holy.

In fact, if Samadhi Fire was said to be the Heavenly flame, then the Fire Of Pridid could also be considered on an equal level as that of it.

Just the difference was the fact that the Fire Of Pridid came from Hell, where it was cultivated by the God Of Death in order to torment and purify the souls of all the evil beings which entered its world.

And this Hell Flame would also put unbearable pressure on someone who cultivated any kind of evil practice.

Of course, knowing that General Xue was Resurrected, it was even more acceptable than the Fire Of Pridid would definitely feel the existence of evil Corpse Qi around him.

And knowing that it was its existence which was the bane to all of the evil it would only act like such.

With most of his clothes burned into nothing but smooth which had already started to fly off in the air with the slow breeze which flowed on the road and the crisp skin which had been cracked in many places, which would normally make anyone feel teh torment which was akin to that of hellish torture, General Xue didn't frown even for a little much less had any change in his expression.

Normally, if he would have seen Ye Qian's change in expression and knew that teh fire on his fist which had decreased by a great degree he would have mocked in his heart and sneered, but right now, he didn't feel even a bit of confidence.

"BAMMMM"

"CRAKKKKK!"

A loud bang sound was heard as Ye Qian hit the roof of the car heavily smashing most of his body and weight upon it, while also spraying another mouthful of blood.

But right now, this blood was not like normal red, but was a bit different and looked more as if it had turned black.

"Qian'er!"

Yuan Meng cried out as she pulled Ye Qian quickly from the burning hot roof.

Doing so made the skin on her palm to be burned red and even most of her skin had gotten stuck to it while blood oozed out of her palms, but she could not care any less about it as tears of pain and anguish and regret continued to roll down her eyes continuously.

The pain she felt from her palms was nothing when compared to that of the pain that she felt in her heart right now.

The Ye Qian's in her embrace had his complexion turned deathly pale while there were a few drops of blood at the corner of her lips.

"I am sorry, Qian'er, if not for me then you would not have needed to do this, I...I am sorry."

Yuan Meng's voice was hoarse and her lips quivered as she held Ye Qian's face in her palms.



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