Jets of ink-like flames surged, and within a breath, the Zhang Family Patriarch turned to ash, vanishing without a trace.
The pleas for mercy in the arena came to an abrupt halt, every person's pupils quivering violently, their Primordial Spirits trembling. The being they had revered like a deity was now silently incinerated before their eyes.
What kind of flames were these?
Even a cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage had no power to resist!
"Young Master Li, have you come here to annihilate us today?"
"If that's the case, you're nothing more than a cold-blooded killing machine, no different from my Zhang family, right?"
The Great Elder's face was pale as he made a last-ditch struggle. Li Xiaobai's strength far exceeded his imagination. Probably only a powerful member from the Situ Household could suppress him now.
"You're right, rest assured, I will spare your life."