Dragon! Fusion! Realm!
"What was he trying to do?"
Dao Hall Master and Sword Saint Rao had already been driven into flight by Xu Xiaoshou. That alone was unbelievable.
Yet Xu Xiaoshou not only did not pursue them, he even raised a hand where he stood, his expression subtle.
The sickly smile on his face, the smile of someone reveling in and enjoying everything, was even more inscrutable.
"Was he planning to play that game where he says, 'I'll give you ten breaths' head start'? Hiss, that's a little disgusting!"
"Exactly. Xu, little... the power of his Saint Emperor was merely inherited. What was there for him to show off about?"
"I could do it too. Put me in, I'd manage!"
"Stop bragging. You? The moment Holy Emperor power entered your body, you'd explode! You weren't even qualified to be a vessel, and you wanted to compare yourself to Master Shou?"
"No, I can't stand watching this anymore. Dao Hall Master's fight was far too stifling!"
"Then you go?"
"Li Fugui, right? I've put up with you for a long time... Uh, why was it getting a little hot?"
"Wait, something's wrong—White Flame! Ash-Illuminating White Flame!"
The crowd had been discussing matters when they suddenly heard soft popping sounds. They pointed at one another, their faces aghast.
The temperature at the ruins of the First Hall of Sin surged!
White flames sprang up from buildings, cracks in the earth, vegetation, human bodies, and everywhere else, brooking no argument! Scorching pain came crashing in...
Though they were outside the battlefield, Xu Xiaoshou's move now seemed to have lost all restraint, as though he meant to throw everyone into a sea of fire.
The Spirit Cultivators watching the battle panicked. They tried to extinguish the flames on their bodies, only to find