A Fire Knows No Morals

Gong Gong’s bones were even softened by the Pan Gu bell. He screamed in pain, as his body seemed to be split by the Taiji divine sword. The upper half of his body was cold, like a large piece of ice, frigid and stiff. He couldn’t even feel his lower body anymore. As for his upper body, he felt that his upper body was soaking in a stove filled with melted metal. The scorching heat made clouds of steam rise from his body, while thin strands of flame puffed out from his hair. His entire upper body was burned red.

He was the Water God! He was Gong Gong, the Water God! Fire had come out form the body of the Water God, which was against nature, which was killing him! Gong Gong stared at Ji Hao, seemed to cry but failed to shed any tear. He opened his mouth, wanting to talk, but spurted out a long stream of fire.

Zhu Rong paused, and so did Hou Tu, who was still fighting Tushan Zun.