Hongjing Xu, with a swift flick of his hands, finally released the spear that was rapidly melting. Turning in agony, he tried desperately to escape, but he couldn't break free from Li Yuan's foot. All he could do was let out continuous howls of pain.
However, Li Yuan seemed indifferent to his struggles. With a pull, the spear was instantly reduced to a molten state under the flames.
Li Yuan casually molded the metal into a sphere and then placed it on top of Hongjing Xu's head.
The molten metal immediately flowed through Hongjing Xu's seven orifices into his brain.
Hongjing Xu opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, his mouth full of molten metal.
He thrashed wildly, using all his strength to resist.
White smoke emerged from his head, and his neck and chest turned completely red, cooked, exuding the mixed aroma of metal and flesh.
