The fear of death shrouded this entire world.
They'd only wanted to come seek a simple stroke of fortune, but now it had turned into a matter of life and death—who would still dare to stay?
Even with a bunch of media outlets watching and reporting from all around, nobody cared about saving face anymore; whoever could slip away, slipped away as fast as they could.
As for those who hesitated a bit and slowed down, Chen Zhiyang showed no mercy whatsoever. His finger dropped, and the sky-full of Sun Flame Arrows rained onto the ground, bursting into dazzling light as everything engulfed by the flames was burned to nothing.
The martial artists caught within didn't even have time to let out a scream before their bodies and Spirits were annihilated.
With a scene this horrific, who wouldn't feel their hair stand on end?
The ones who were lucky enough to survive were drenched in cold sweat as they quickly left the area, not daring to linger for even a moment.
