Huo Xiong's injuries were not severe. He was inclined to either magma or death. Martial King could see that the magma was a swimming pool from which one could freely enter and leave.
"Fire-breathing."
Within the magma, a 10-meter-thick beam of light burst forth from the deep magma, claiming the land that belonged to King Tiger himself. King Tiger spat a blood arrow from his mouth, retreated, and flew into the sky.
Huo Xiong flew out from the magma, soared up like an Axiang Dragon, struck his face, and twisted the fire towards King Tiger.
Lin Du's eyes were stunned, almost forgetting the danger. He was experiencing a fiery hot sensation. Was this the decision of the Wind King? A pair of strong men, turning rivers and seas upside down, breaking the sky and the earth, invincible, with infinite volumes of air, returning in admiration, King Wu possessed such immense destructive power. It was hard to imagine how powerful King Wu was.
"The volcano is responsible."
