Lu Shang glanced at Li Chang'an, who was hiding nearby, doing absolutely nothing.
He was about to explode.
He desperately wanted to say something.
But the Cultivators' attacks came at him like a relentless tide. Lu Shang had no choice but to pour all his energy into frantically dodging.
Just as he was surrounded by the seven of them and on the verge of being captured, Li Chang'an, who had been watching the spectacle from afar, finally made his move.
"WHOOSH... FWOOM!"
A torrent of Soul Fire, a full ten meters long, erupted from Li Chang'an's mouth. It swelled rapidly in the air, transforming into a massive, fiery serpent.
The fiery serpent was incredibly fast, swallowing several of the Cultivators in the blink of an eye.
Instantly, a chorus of bloodcurdling screams rang out.
Of the seven Cultivators in total, five were struck by the immense torrent of Soul Fire on the spot. Although the remaining two were only grazed by a small amount, they still screamed in agony.
