At this moment, a great battle was underway in a desolate wilderness. Terrifying attacks rained down upon the ground one after another. Each strike completely transformed a stretch of desert, either blasting it into a huge crater.
Or carving out a long canyon, even turning it into a land of lava. If this battle had not taken place in the desert, it would have been a natural disaster anywhere people lived. After this battle, this patch of wilderness would probably no longer be a wilderness. As for what it would become in the future, only heaven knew.
When Huo Hai arrived, this was the sight he saw. A figure wrapped entirely in blood-red radiance floated in midair, yet he was currently bound in the air by twelve golden chains.
Ahead stood a burly middle-aged man clad in platinum armor, throwing punch after punch at the red figure. Every attack carried golden flames of tremendous power. Those scattered golden flames were precisely what had turned the ground into lava. Even from far away, Huo Hai could sense the threat posed by those flames.
Even his current Starfire probably could not compare to those flames. However, Huo Hai was not discouraged, because neither the Soul-Extinguishing Flame nor Poison Fire, not even the Bloodflame Flood Dragon's Bloodflame, was inferior to them.
"I never expected things to develop to this extent." Concealed beneath Little Butterfly's illusion, Huo Hai watched from afar, his heart filled with emotion. The figure trapped there was Blood Blade, whom Huo Hai had once cultivated.
He simply had not expected that, in such a short time, through endless slaughter and absorption, Blood Blade had forcefully risen to the Ninth-Level Spirit Emperor. No, he should have been at the peak of the Ninth-Level Spirit Emperor—a Peak Spirit Emperor. Unfortunately, because his