Blood Mist spread everywhere.
The thick stench of blood was nauseating.
Blood Plasma, severed limbs, and the organs of various creatures littered the ground.
The wooden chair had also been smashed to pieces, but the Wu on it was still alive.
It was lucky.
A gigantic claw-shaped mark appeared on the ground, with the Wu between the two claws.
At that moment.
The torn-apart Xiageng tribespeople, under the influence of witchcraft, staggered back to their feet.
Dragging their ruined bodies, they raised their axes and fearlessly charged at Lan Xiao.
The one-horned demon's eyes gleamed fiercely beneath its disheveled hair. Lan Xiao threw back its head and let out a long howl, its cry filled with rage.
The bizarre creature, with only half a body, raised both hands. Above Lan Xiao's head, deep-blue flames began to swirl and condense into a fireball.
The fireball kept growing and expanding.
A moment later, a gigantic fireball appeared above Lan Xiao's head.
Its fiery light illuminated the mountains and wilderness, and the ground spontaneously burst into flames.
The corpses were burning as well, but they still refused to stop, charging at Lan Xiao one after another.
The burly warriors among them were even using their axes to cleave out waves of blood energy, trying to hack the bizarre creature apart.
Beneath Lan Xiao's disheveled hair, its eyes rolled downward, its gaze settling on the Wu.
Then it swung both hands down, and the gigantic fireball came roaring down.
Like a meteor falling toward the earth, the enormous deep-blue fireball slammed into the ground. It did not explode at once, but sank into the soil inch by inch.
Everything within the fireball's range was burned into powder.
Only after a moment did the fireball erupt violently, its blazing radiance surging as heaven and earth