Chapter 485 - The Curse of Death
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Peerless Battle Spirit Chapter 485 - The Curse of Death

Progenitor Wen Dao, Wen Dao Elders, Sacred Leader Feiyang and his crew, the three geniuses, and the crowd of rogue cultivators immediately glanced toward the Death Emperor.

“The Flames of Death!”

Jiang Bilan snapped and spat out flames from her mouth.

The flames were pitch-black in color as if they had originated from Hell, emitting a deathly aura.

Soul-Consuming Fire was capable of burning the target’s soul, but these Flames of Death were even more terrifying. Once being engulfed in it, it would consume the lifespan of the target, accelerating their death.

Jiang Bilan had consumed a significant amount of energy to execute these Flames of Death, causing her face to turn pale. However, her actions showed no sign of hesitation, as she fired the Flames of Death downward.

The eyes of Progenitor Wen Dao flickered as he waited for the perfect time before waving the formation flag in his hand. Following this, a hand covered in runes reached out above the cage and grabbed the Flames of Death, before pulling it into the cage and hurling it toward Sacred Leader Qinglong’s figure.

Sacred Leader Qinglong flung his sleeves, unleashing his strength of the Martial Sacred Realm to shatter the Flames of Death. However, the Flames of Death seemed to be unstoppable, which landed onto Sacred Leader Qinglong’s figure and combusted, causing the area within three zhang of Sacred Leader Qinglong to turn into a pitch-black sea of flames.

The crowd could only see Sacred Leader Qinglong age rapidly in the midst of the flames, causing his aura to become weaker.

“Master!”

Tang Qingshan and his crew were infuriated, and prepared themselves to execute their moves.

“We’ve done it!”

Progenitor Wen Dao and his crew became energetic seeing this.

“Bring them out from the cage!”

Jiang Bilan did not glance at Sacred Leader Qinglong. Her eyes were fixated on Qin Nan’s figure.

Progenitor Wen Dao hesitated for a brief while, before he swiftly made up his mind. He flung the formation flag in his hand, causing countless runes to close around the figures of

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