Wind and Fire Sweep the Plains
"You're asking to die!"
Hearing the resolve in Zhao Ziwu's voice, the man immediately pulled away and retreated at full speed without hesitation. He was made of flesh and blood, not impervious diamond. If he took a blast head-on, he would most likely die.
So he hurriedly slipped away.
He hid far behind a large tree, yet still boldly poked half his head out to look around. He was as furtive as could be, completely lacking the swagger he had shown earlier when he dramatically whipped out the camouflage cloth.
"Do you think hiding here will let you escape punishment? What a beautiful dream!"
Zhao Ziwu did not waste the grenade. Instead, he took out two sheets of talisman paper, gave a cold laugh, and threw one of them into the sky.
Using a special technique, he sent the talisman paper to a height of more than thirty meters above the ground. It suddenly transformed into a dazzling giant fireball. At that moment, the second sheet of talisman paper turned to ashes beneath the fireball like an arrow released from a bowstring.
The next second, gale-force winds erupted. A tornado appeared out of thin air and instantly tore the fireball overhead to pieces, flinging countless flames in every direction.
The wind fed the flames, and the flames strengthened the wind. The area around the tornado instantly became a fiery hell. The crimson ants trying to surround Li Bai and the others had nowhere to escape and were swept inside. Like Zhuge Liang's burning of the rattan-armored soldiers, the fire-forged ant swarm could not withstand such fierce flames. They were burned into lumps on the spot, leaving only black particles whose forms were impossible to distinguish. The air filled with a pungent burnt stench.
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