Skin, flesh, tendons, blood and bones were all burned away under the glazed flames, leaving nothing behind.

After this arm was burned, the aura of the lamp-bearing angel dropped again and suffered a heavy blow.

In the legendary realm, limbs can only regenerate within a breath, but the situation today is obviously different.

"Are you satisfied, fellow Taoist?" the lantern god said without changing his expression.

"Yes, he is worthy of being the lantern god. He is indeed sincere." Meng Chuan nodded.

Of course, a simple arm would not satisfy him, but this divine envoy was very willing. This arm represented more.

From now on, His path is almost destined to be ruined.

"Then I'll take my leave first."

"Let's go slowly without seeing you off. You are welcome to visit again next time." Meng Chuan said calmly, and then took Meng Qi back to Yuxu Palace.

This time, he only showed up with his cultivation level of inscriptions and formations, without using any weapons, and left a divine envoy half disabled.

The shock is even greater than that of a fierce battle.

And when Meng Chuan returned to Yuxu Palace, he was on the desk.
Chapter completed!