Before the monster had even attacked as it approached, quite a few Cultivators suddenly burst into spontaneous flame.
What ignited was far more than the clothing on their bodies.
Their vitality, their Spell Power, even the power of their souls, were set ablaze like dry kindling.
At the same time, a fury bent on destroying everything surged into everyone's minds like erupting lava.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"You all deserve to die!"
"It was useless trash like you that reduced me to this state!"
"Get out of my way..."
Luo Chenyan's team had never been a match for the White-Bone Monk. Now that they had encountered another powerful enemy, they immediately found themselves unable to hold on.
Moreover, as the Blood Moon Power continued to surge, the Divine Firmament Sect's means of retreat bestowed upon the Cultivators had completely failed—this was no longer an assessment, and failure no longer merely meant a lower evaluation.
If they died here, they would truly die.
That predicament made it difficult for the Cultivators in Luo Chenyan's team to muster the resolve to fight without regard for their lives.
"Run!"
Before Luo Chenyan could give the order, the moment they realized the Flame Monster was unbeatable, the Luo Household disciples, the Divine Firmament Sect disciples who followed her, and those Longbo Giants all fled at once.
The Secret Realm was currently shaking without cease, with strangeness lurking everywhere. Because of this, the Luo Household Cultivators did not scatter in every direction, but instinctively surged toward the safest place.
Looking across the entire Secret Realm, the safest place was naturally where Jiang Xuan and Fang Cun were.
That magnificent city, along with the Bell Tower soaring high above it, still radiated an aura that put people at ease.
"Help!"
"Please, save us..."
The miserable cries of