Boom!
Destructive energy spread out from the void. Ripples surged through the night sky, and the palace rooftops in the distance exploded with a thunderous crash, their fractured edges smooth as mirrors.
Scorching three-colored flames exploded across the dark night sky, sweeping through the heavens like waves of fire.
In an instant, the temperature throughout the area rose sharply.
Jia Xing Tian, Yue Mei, and the others battling above the royal city walls abruptly halted in midair and looked toward the palace within the city.
Every face was filled with shock and disbelief.
Gu He, Demon Nightmare, Yue Nu, and the others atop the walls were all blown away by the shockwave generated by the flames.
Gu He slammed into the palace wall and vomited blood without end.
Demon Nightmare shifted into its sword form and continued sweeping toward Gu He, as though the shockwave had not affected it at all.
Yue Nu and the other snakefolk guards were in even worse condition than Gu He. While coughing up blood, they lost all ability to continue fighting.
Several hundred-zhang ice dragons closest to the blast were directly vaporized, while the devastating wave of fire swiftly swallowed Hai Bo Dong.
Then, like a kite with its string cut, he crashed viciously onto the ground that had already been plowed over by the firewave.
It was as though more than half his body had been shattered. Crimson blood seeped continuously from his body, and beneath his tattered robes, several visible wounds stretched across him.
They covered nearly his entire body. At a glance, one could faintly see the stark white bones beneath.
He had already lost consciousness. The firewave had nearly destroyed half his body. Even if he survived, he would be crippled.
Chen Mo was not doing much better either. His