Immediately, the flames flowed back upstream along the water, leaping past the feet of the panicked Longxi soldiers as if countless golden fire lotuses bloomed. Each lotus devoured a person, and scores of soldiers fell into the sea of fire, desperately running and screaming, some were engulfed in an instant, turning into charred remains; yet the flames were unsatisfied, climbing back to the side of the waterwheel in a blink, sprinting upward along the cut made by the blade—
BOOM!
Another deafening explosion sounded out.
The waterwheel burst into a ball of fire, violently exploding, with countless flames mingling with splintering wooden shards piercing into the bodies of those nearby. The Longxi Army, not yet consumed by the flames spreading on the ground, were struck by this wave of attack, incessant wailing followed as scores fell to the ground.
Xue Xian could hardly believe his eyes.
