Zz z z!
In the high sky, that golden fireball condensed from the True Intent of Yellow Sun emitted a terrifying temperature, seemingly capable of incinerating all things, distorting even the void in its path.
Within a span of several dozen miles, the area instantly seemed to transform into a giant furnace.
Should ordinary people venture into this area, they would surely be reduced to ashes.
Even the spectators, the cultivators, all revealed expressions of horror in their eyes, hurriedly activating their mana to securely shield themselves in the middle.
Otherwise, they too could be roasted to death at any moment.
"Terrifying, this power is truly terrifying."
"No wonder he's the Saint Son of the Fire Qilin Immortal Sect. His strength far surpasses Huang Long. This power is not something Ye Chen can possibly withstand," many cultivators exclaimed, as if already witnessing the scene of Ye Chen being turned to ashes.
