The azure fire at the tip of Zhu Erniang’s claw also began to burn, as though trying to devour her flesh.

“What domineering origin energy!”

Following the direction the arrows had come from, He Lingchuan saw two figures standing atop the mountain ridge. The one holding the bow was none other than State Preceptor Qing Yang!

At such a critical moment, the Heavenly Palace had even brought in its greatest expert at allocating origin energy. No wonder spirit rain had suddenly descended earlier, drenching Juju so badly.

The instant Zhu Erniang ducked away, State Preceptor Qing Yang immediately changed targets. Now, her arrows all flew toward Juju.

Her arrows were nothing like those of ordinary Heavenly Palace guards. Whenever one lodged in Juju’s body, great patches of lava around the wound would immediately darken wherever the azure light passed, then crumble away in flakes like coal dust.

Today, He Lingchuan finally witnessed firsthand how origin energy suppressed greater monsters.

To Juju, it was as though every arrow wound had suddenly necrotized. Only by pulling out the arrow and digging away the azure fire could new lava grow back into place.

That would ordinarily have been manageable. In the midst of a fierce battle, however, it was an enormous nuisance. Juju was simply too large a target, so State Preceptor Qing Yang could hardly miss.

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