"Have you had your fun?"
Chu He's expression was calm,
his gaze resting lightly on the figure flickering amidst the interweaving golden flames and emerald leaves.
His tone was level, yet it carried an undeniable authority,
and the sound seemed to pierce the churning layers of energy, echoing clearly across the sky.
Before his words had faded, the five streams of light formed from golden flames,
as if sensing his resolve, swelled violently.
Like awakened golden behemoths, their forms rapidly extended,
transforming into five surging, relentless rivers of gold that rolled forward with world-destroying momentum.
Wherever they passed, the sky filled with a seemingly endless storm of emerald leaves.
Like fragile ants, they had no time to offer any resistance
before being devoured by the scorching torrent of the golden rivers,
incinerated into nothingness and dissipating without a trace of ash.
