Wielding a long spear, Qin Ya was wreathed in a monstrous Purple Flame. The purple mist retreated wherever he passed. Suddenly, a petite figure leaped into his line of sight. Seeing she was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief, then shot forward in a blur.
"GET OUT OF MY WAY!!"
With a cold roar, Qin Ya charged into the swarm of Black Armored Corpse People, the Purple Flame around him making him look like a giant fireball. Corpse People were beings of absolute yin and evil, and to them, the extremely yang Purple Lotus Celestial Flame was a natural predator. A mere touch sent them howling in agony, while some were instantly reduced to ash.
His charge tore a massive hole in the formation of the Black Armored Corpse People. Everyone else stared, dumbfounded. 'Good heavens,' they thought. 'The very same Corpse People we've been fighting tooth and nail are like paper in his hands, burning to nothing in an instant.'
"It's Brother Qin!"
