The terrifying flames were like lava spilling out from Hell, exuding an aura of destruction and death.
The Blood Demon Hunter, who was still devouring blood, had no time to react before his body was reduced to ashes in a mass of crystal red flames.
At this moment, Ye Tian seemed like a Demon God born from the flames, void of any emotion. Wherever he went, regardless of whether it was a powerful expert hunter or an ordinary hunter, all vanished without a trace in his flames.
"Tian!" Jenny was terrified to see such a horrifying Ye Tian and covered her mouth, yet she still stepped forward, wanting to awaken his consciousness.
The eyes of the man enveloped in flames were so cold that Jenny's body couldn't help but tremble, but she still clung to a last shred of hope.
The temperature of the flames was rising, and that force of destruction was imminent. Watching Ye Tian eventually lift his hand against her, Jenny closed her eyes in despair, tears cascading down her face.
