As Xiao Yan's words fell, the War Emperor was already drenched in cold sweat, fully realizing just what kind of disaster he had brought upon himself.
"Flame Emperor, wait!"
But Xiao Yan, in his towering rage, had no desire to hear even half another word from this trash. He struck without warning.
"Enough! Do you really think this emperor fears you?!"
Realizing there was no longer any room to turn things around, the War Emperor immediately prepared to meet the attack. Yet the instant his words had barely fallen, he saw rising flames gather into a fused fireball, which then erupted thunderously before his eyes.
Seeing this, Xiao Se instinctively spread out a screen of light. In the instant before the many flames erupted, it completely restrained that terrifying heat, enough to burn and melt the soul.
But even so, even the slightest trace of heat leaking from the Emperor Flame would be enough to turn everything of the Luoshen Clan before them into scorched earth. Xiao Yan clearly had not lost all restraint to that extent.
Still, Xiao Se took a second precaution just in case.
After all, others might not know what his father was capable of, but how could he not?
Looking at the streams of light that exploded above the twisted sky, a trace of confusion inevitably surfaced in Mu Chen's eyes.
Though he had indeed hoped Xiao Se would make a move and help them out of this predicament, he had never expected at first that the Emperor's Son could actually summon over a peerless powerhouse like the Flame Emperor. Even less had he expected that the Flame Emperor, who was supposed to negotiate on his behalf, would instead become furious in the blink of an eye and start fighting.
Everything before him was inevitably