Boom!
The sea of fire erupted in an explosion.
Those who ventured into the flames were caught in the blast; some were burned to nothingness on the spot.
"Are you insane?" Shi Yinhua roared in fury.
The monstrous Taoist disciple suddenly blocked everyone's path, his body bathed in flames, with sharp claws and fangs that sent shivers down one's spine.
"Heh heh, no one is getting past me! Today, only I will advance!"
Xixiang, towering at a height of ten feet, had fists larger than cooking pots and nails sharp as dagger tips.
"Trying to escape?"
Xixiang tilted his head and glanced at a Taoist disciple nearby. In a burst of lightning-fast speed, he charged toward the person, twisting their neck in one swift motion, spraying blood several feet outward, drenching himself entirely.
"I said, no one is getting past me."
Xixiang laughed cruelly, this scene striking terror into most of those present.
Shi Yinhua was not one to keep his temper in check.
