Right in front of him, on the steps in front of the main temple, Lin Shuyou saw a man dressed in red, lifting his own grandfather with one hand.
Grandfather had already opened his face, proving he had undergone divination, yet even so, he was still no match for the man before him.
Who is this man really, and just how terrifying is he?
Grandfather's neck was being squeezed, and he could only barely turn his head a little, looking this way, as blood foam continually oozed from the corner of his mouth:
"Ah You...run quickly..."
The man held onto grandfather's neck with one hand, while with the other hand he reached out, grabbed grandfather's head, and just pulled it off.
"Bang!"
Grandfather's head separated from his neck, and blood gushed out from the headless neck.
"Grandfather!"
The man carelessly discarded grandfather's head and then walked toward the door.
The surrounding flames tried to close in on him, but they were pushed back by the gust of air blowing from his body.
