The instant Qian Zihang detonated himself, a few people in the Thousand Family probably sensed it immediately.
Lance and Qian Wanyu, with their powerful awareness, were the first to notice something amiss. But however quickly they moved, they could not outrun the great surge of spiritual power unleashed by the self-detonation. And he was a Death Spirit Master. In an instant, the room where Qian Zihang had been imprisoned turned to ash.
What was more, Lance and Qian Yiling had been talking to Qian Wanyu about Dongfang Minghui being taken away by Dan Qi. None of them had expected disaster to strike so suddenly. Forget preparing for it-they barely had time to react. Like Little Lecher, many people instinctively chose to flee the center of the explosion at once.
"It's Third Uncle!"
"Third Brother."
Qian Wanyu paused, then headed in the opposite direction. "Mother, you and Father need to leave, quickly."
"Yu'er!"
"Ling Ling."
Qian Wanyu ignored her parents behind her and swiftly released her dark-type spiritual power. Yet almost immediately, she felt something was very strange. She had personally experienced the force of that lunatic Meng Yixiao's self-detonation. Forget reacting-the best choice then had been to get as far away as possible. This shock wave, however, seemed to have bloomed and vanished like a night-blooming flower, blocked by something. She had suffered no harm along the way. Could it be-
"Ding Ding!"
"What is this?"
When Qian Wanyu reached the site, she discovered someone had arrived before her. "Grandmother, this is the Longevity Cauldron."
Old Madam nodded and stepped forward to touch it, but Qian Wanyu stopped her. "There's dragon clan true fire inside the Longevity Cauldron. Grandmother, don't touch it. One touch could melt the skin and flesh right off your palm."
Worse still, it might melt her