Sure enough, in less than half a quarter hour, the Fire Cloud began churning again. After absorbing the spiritual power replenished from within a hundred li, its area expanded by a full circle, enveloping the entire main peak of Spirit Herb Mountain.
Not only that, but the sky darkened as well. It was clearly noon, yet it seemed as if the sun had already set. Though it had not reached the point where one could not see their hand before their face, it was still strange enough.
A stagnant atmosphere spread through the air, and every cultivator present wore a grave expression.
With a bang, the Fire Cloud shrank and contracted, then suddenly burst apart. A patch of it, about an mu in size, split off and spun, transforming into more than a hundred fireballs each roughly a zhang in diameter. Trailing long tails of flame, they crashed down with a roar like meteors falling to earth.
"Not good!"
Xu Jinqing released his divine sense and swept it over those fireballs. His face changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm.
Even a dignified Nascent Soul Realm expert had lost his composure, and the crowd of cultivators below trembled in their hearts even more. At this moment, who would still dare to hide their abilities? Spiritual light flashed as they all spat out their own magic treasures.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. With a light brush of his left hand, the Floating Cloud Falling Snow Sword swam out from his sleeve like a fish. Most of his divine sense remained fixed on the fireballs, but Lin Xuan also sent out a strand of divided attention to sense his surroundings.
The Six Great Enforcement Elders were indeed different from the rest. Their cultivation and magic treasures were clearly a notch above