In an instant, endless gusts of wind surged forth, like a thousand layers of frenzied waves rising from the ground. Instantly, they transformed into eight colossal Heaven Pillars, roaring upward.
Thus, Yue Qingyao was completely encased in the ferocious and terrifying gang winds at the center.
"Ding... ding..."
A metallic clang echoed, and thousands of sparks burst forth before the dark hall, shining brilliantly within a ten-foot radius.
"Thief, how dare you!"
Blocked by Le Qingyao, the old man saw Ao Cangsheng's figure and rushed forward, shouting loudly.
Before the old man from the river reached there, a flame transformed into a long spear, thrusting toward Ao Cangsheng.
The power of the Flame Spear was astonishing. As it shot forth, an invisible force suddenly enveloped Ao Cangsheng.
As for that long Flame Spear, it made Ao Cangsheng feel the scorching pain as though under the midday sun.
