Shi Hao's figure flickered, swift as the wind, as he struck forward with the Demon-Subduing Pestle.
Chila!
Electric light flashed in abundance, falling onto the old woman's body, causing the remaining half of her flesh to crack open, charred black, revealing white but cracked bones.
Her gaze cold and harsh, she loudly chastised while attempting to strike back with Divine Fire.
"I have some questions," Shi Hao said calmly, looking down at her while holding the precious pestle.
"Brat... you're dreaming!" The old woman was uncooperative and fierce.
"Since that's the case, then be on your way." Shi Hao was straightforward and did not say much more, as the radiant white Demon-Subduing Pestle flew out and smashed down with a bang.
The old woman let out her final roar, her hair standing on end, but it changed nothing; she was shattered into pieces by the True God Divine Instrument, and her Divine Fire was extinguished.
