Towering mountain fires had already formed all around us, and the air had begun to turn scorching hot.
Forget us humans—even the remaining ghosts were being seared by the blazing yang fire, crying out "Woo, woo, woo!" They stopped attacking us and began fleeing in every direction.
With a fire this large, if we were completely surrounded, even with our cultivation, we could still be burned to death.
Not daring to delay, I spoke to everyone:
"The mountain fire is getting bigger and bigger. We have to break through.
Once the mountain fire surrounds us, we'll be in danger."
Mao Jing nodded as well. Zhang Yuchen panted heavily and looked around.
Pan Ling pointed in one direction.
"This way. The yang fire is weakest over here. I can sense powerful demonic energy surging in that direction.
Senior Song and those two demons might be over there!"
Pan Ling's eyes really were sharp.
Without a second thought, I immediately nodded.
"Go!"
With that, Mao Jing and I charged forward.
Pan Ling supported Zhang Yuchen as they quickly followed behind us.
We ran into two little ghosts along the way, and killed them with a wave of our hands, not giving them the slightest chance.
Fortunately, there was no wind at the moment. Otherwise, a mountain fire like this could burn down an entire mountain in no time.
We weaved through the forest, and soon heard booming sounds coming from ahead.
Master and the others must have been fighting. We quickly rushed downhill.
Before long, we arrived in a stretch of forest filled with jagged boulders.
The moment we got there, we saw Master, Daoist Qingshan, the Nine Corpse Daoist, and the berserk rabbit demon fighting.
The battle was extremely intense. Daoist Qingshan and the berserk rabbit demon were truly powerful; even