Whoosh!
Xia Ping flashed forward, immediately landing before Yu Qiqi, Jiang Yaru, Su Ji, and Chu Rong.
The moment he touched down, the bodies of several thousand Abyss Demons in the valley were instantly set ablaze. Flames erupted from within and without, turning their entire bodies into enormous torches that sent fire soaring into the sky.
One Abyss Demon after another was terrified beyond measure, letting out shrill, miserable screams. Yet after a single breath, the screams abruptly ceased. They had been burned to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
"Hm?! What's going on?"
Xia Ping raised a brow. He had never expected this to happen. He had done nothing just now—he had merely descended into this valley—yet this horde of Abyss Demons had actually spontaneously combusted to death.
However, he could also sense that these flames had indeed originated from his own body, ignited by the power within him. It was not someone else who had stepped in to wipe out these Abyss Demons.
"I see."
After thinking it over carefully, Xia Ping quickly understood what had happened.
The Hell Golden Crow Bloodline within him had evolved far too rapidly, especially after he devoured the Sunshine Demon's origin energy and obtained a wisp of its divine flame. This had propelled him forward by leaps and bounds, awakening three hundred million Hell Golden Crow Cells.
As a result, the fiery aura and pure yang aura emanating from his body had become so immense that they were frightening.
Though Xia Ping himself felt nothing, this terrifying fiery aura simply could not be fully contained. To others, Xia Ping now resembled a sun walking upon the land, constantly radiating dreadful heat.
Naturally, under Xia Ping's control, this heat would not erupt without reason.
But if an enemy bore hostility toward Xia Ping, this terrifying