The excruciating pain Long Yuntian felt was slightly reduced, but his entire body was charred black, his skin peeling inch by inch, even his eyelids crinkling together, an astonishing sight.
As soon as the flames dissipated, he didn't stop for a moment. Pressing his foot against the water's surface, he suddenly exerted force, soaring like a roc spreading its wings, reaching a hundred zhang away in an instant.
He was a peerless hero, knowing full well that the mysterious and unfathomable methods of Ye Qingfeng could not be resisted. At this moment, he only wished to escape with his life to have a chance to seek revenge another day.
Many Ancient Martial Practitioners looked on with fear, silent and speechless.
In the past, at the Southern Base, Long Yuntian, who was nearly invincible below the level of the War King Warrior, was today beaten so miserably by a youngster, forced to flee in panic. It was truly pitiful and lamentable.
"Long Yuntian, you cannot escape!"
