The terrifying spiritual pressure made it difficult for everyone to breathe, even the disciples of the Fei Xing Sect couldn't help but step back, fearing they might be affected.
The surging spiritual power seemed to be clamoring.
Jiang Xinghai was furious, kicking the iron pot!
Can't break it, can't even move it?!
"Damn!" Jiang Xinghai clutched one of his feet, hopping around on one leg.
It really won't budge, strange indeed.
Chen Muxue tried to remain serious, but seeing the opponent jump around holding his foot in such a powerful aura, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"It's on fire!" In the air, a disciple from the Fei Xing Sect suddenly pointed at Chen Muxue and shouted.
Chen Muxue looked down, wasn't it on fire?! She hurriedly patted the flames, but found the more she patted, the bigger the fire grew.
After a few seconds, she realized the fire wasn't burning on her.
Only to see Changgui, holding onto Chen Muxue's leg, bewilderedly catching fire.
