Pingtian's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain as he slightly raised his arm, the Dharma Seal in his hand transformed, and then he used the other hand to release the Spiritual Power Shield of the Flying Ship.
Ji An's eyes reflected an endless sea of fire, and he subconsciously held his breath, seeing the Flying Ship as a core, violet Fire Cloud exploded instantly.
The Demon Fog and Yin Demons within a radius of a thousand feet vanished in an instant, as if they had never appeared.
The blinding brightness and intense explosion of the Fire Element erupted to the extreme in an instant, deeply shaking his mind.
The opponent hadn't used any Magical Treasure, nor released any Magic Technique, the feat was just a technique of Magical Power application.
This simple technique, when used by a Nascent Soul Cultivator, could reduce Golden Core level foes to ashes, perhaps those Yin Demons didn't even realize what happened when they died.
