Watching as about ten Ghostly Shadows were on the verge of stealing peaches successfully, it would ultimately be in vain.
Because a violent, scorching heat suddenly swept through the entire scene.
"He's on fire."
A cultivator exclaimed in shock.
"No, he's about to self-detonate."
A cultivator cried out in fear.
Seventeen cultivators reacted swiftly, immediately retreating and dispersing. The intense wave spread instantly, fire serpents danced, and flames roared like waves, clearing everything around Han Yu in just a few breaths' time.
The group of cultivators were left with lingering fear, each in shock and dread. If they were one step slower, wouldn't they have perished together with this madman?
They weren't inexperienced, but they had never encountered such a reckless cultivator, who played with self-detonation at any moment.
Such a maniac!
