Departure, Crimson-Flame Dead City

"Whoosh—pfft!!"

The first chain swept out, slicing more than a dozen Golden Frost Barbarians who had been watching the spectacle from nearby cleanly in half at the waist in the blink of an eye!

The chain was incredibly fast, and its fire energy was searingly hot. By the time the upper halves of those dozen or so barbarians had flown far away, their lower halves were still standing where they had been.

The severed ends were charred black; the blood had not even had time to spurt out...

The second chain sprang up from the street and lashed against the load-bearing pillar of a two-story wooden building by the roadside.

With a single boom, the entire building snapped in two at the waist!

Walls, main beams, window frames, bricks, and stones came crashing down, burying several figures below who had not managed to flee beneath the rubble.

"Ah!"

"Urgh!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The third and fourth chains flung out to the left and right at the same time.

Each flame-wreathed iron chain, over a dozen zhang long, was like a pair of enormous sickles, sweeping forward close to the street.

The shops on both sides, the market stalls by the road, the parked mounts, and everything else were all swept away like little block houses!

"Rumble rumble rumble!!"

Thunderous crashes rose one after another. Splintered wood flew everywhere, and dust billowed up.

The remaining chains were even more vicious. Under Diwu Chijin's control, they first shot straight into the sky.

Once they had reached roughly the right height, they turned around in midair, spiraling as they dove fiercely into the scattered crowd.

"Boom—boom—boom—!"

In an instant, they plowed several trenches more than a dozen zhang long!

Within the trenches lay over a hundred charred corpses, twisted up by the flames, strewn