The spider demoness hissed in rage and agony as flames engulfed her limbs. She thrashed and writhed, desperate to escape the searing heat, but the blaze clung to her like a vengeful predator.
The fire roared, scorching the earth and raining embers on the trembling villagers below. Only when a sudden downpour lashed the village, quenching the inferno and leaving everyone soaked to the bone, did the flames finally surrender.
In the end, what remained was a lump of smoldering coal.
Zhang Fengxi had a waterproof barrier around him and Qiao Wei to protect them from the heavy rain. Once they landed on the ground, all villagers including Village Head Chen were on their knees.
"Venerable God, Master Qiao Wei, our entire village is indebted to the both of you.
Please tell us your name, oh, esteemed God, so that we can erect a shrine in your name."
Zhang Fengxi gave a chuckle instead of an answer.
"I am no God."
