The flames were set ablaze, consuming the bodies on the ground and the splashed blood to ash. As the raging fire rose into the sky, the air was filled with smoke and an unbearable stench.
This fire, along with the trees in this area and the formation array, burned for three days and three nights. It gradually died out when there was nothing left to burn...
Three days had passed by the time the Master of the Black Lotus heard the news and hurried over. As he took in the devastation and emptiness, his fists clenched before he let out a roar that echoed through the sky. "Feng Jiu! Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I will find you and tear you to pieces!"
His voice was so loud that it shook the ground and echoed through the sky for a long time. Even at great distances, people could hear the rage and killing intent in his voice...
In stark contrast to the indignant Master of the Black Lotus, Feng Jiu was resting lazily beneath a tree by the roadside.
