Mo Qing stared in shock at the spot where she had just been standing. All she saw now was a patch of scorched earth with a massive crater, the surrounding area seared black and emitting thick, rolling smoke.
"That was too close," Mo Qing couldn't help but say, patting her small chest, her heart still pounding. She then turned to gratefully look at Yann Chuxue, who had just saved her. "Thank you for saving my life, Senior Sister Yann."
If it weren't for Yann Chuxue, she would probably be nothing but a pile of ash right now.
Yann Chuxue gave a cool nod, her gaze fixed gravely on the massive shadow slowly emerging ahead.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were glued to the massive shadow ahead. Except for Wen Qingye, a hint of nervousness showed on their faces. At the same time, the surrounding temperature began to steadily rise.
