As Li Zhōujūn finished speaking, Elder Rong nodded, and the raging flames in his palm suddenly blazed fiercely.
The next moment, Daoist Shang Jue let out a scream before vanishing into smoke and dust.
After killing Daoist Shang Jue, Elder Rong turned his pair of aged eyes toward the place where the Lin Family was located.
Then, Elder Rong made his move.
He merely waved his hand, and in the next moment, countless flames descended from the sky like a rain of fire, enveloping the Lin Family.
"Who is it?!"
"Who dares launch a sneak attack on my Lin Family?!"
After realizing that someone had attacked the Lin Family, all the Lin Family's mighty experts flew into a rage.
Their Lin Family had an Eighth-Rank Saint guarding it. Even in Chaos Heaven, that was an existence that could walk unchallenged!
Now someone had actually launched a sneak attack right at the Lin Family's doorstep. How could these people, accustomed to throwing their weight around, possibly endure it?
But very soon, looks of terror appeared in the eyes of those Lin Family experts. The temperature of this rain of fire was simply too high!
Even an Eighth-Rank Saint Artifact would probably melt into a puddle of molten iron beneath this rain of fire!
Lin Zhe Yuan, who was still in his room, also saw through the window the sky above the Lin Family being shrouded in the rain of fire.
At this moment, the entire sky was dyed crimson by the blaze.
Lin Zhe Yuan stood rooted to the spot. Even though the rain of fire had yet to fall, smoke had already begun rising from his skin despite the great distance.
The next moment, the rain of fire came pouring down. Wherever it touched, no matter what it was, everything