The Crown Prince of the Imperial Palace hurled his Spirit Artifacts one after another as if they were trash. Yet, the moment they met the pillar of fire, they failed to withstand even a single heartbeat; they were reduced to ash and scattered by the wind. The proud genius of the Sunshen Temple did not even have time to scream before he was completely consumed by the terrifying waves of fire.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The pillar of fire roared on, burning incessantly, reflecting a crimson glow across half the sky. The sight of it—seemingly incinerating everything in its path—was utterly terrifying. Watching from afar, the gathered disciples turned deathly pale. The dragon shadow was like a monster, striking fear into every heart: "With such a dragon holding the path, who can contend with it?"
Chapter 338