Dugu Bo's face was deathly pale, and traces of blood still lingered at the corners of his mouth. He wiped them away, his hand trembling involuntarily.
During that terrifying explosion, the shock wave had instantly snapped the tree Dugu Bo was hiding behind. In that hairbreadth moment, he had poured nearly all his strength into forming an emerald barrier before him.
Yet beneath those devastating blue-green waves of fire, the seemingly impregnable emerald barrier had been swept away like rotten wood before a crushing tide.
Fortunately, Dugu Bo had been far from the center of the explosion. Only after conjuring more than a dozen emerald barriers in succession had he managed to withstand those terrifying waves of fire.
Dugu Bo suddenly wondered what a miserable end he would have met if he had been just a little careless earlier and remained standing there after throwing the Fire Lotus Bottle.
"Damn it, Xiao Yan, you lunatic... you lunatic! What the hell was that thing you gave me? How could it be so terrifyingly powerful?" Dugu Bo cursed hoarsely, his face livid and his lips trembling.
Despite the curses spilling from his mouth, deep down, Dugu Bo had developed a measure of admiration and fear for Xiao Yan, a youth still only in his teens.
After cursing for a while, Dugu Bo swept his gaze through the air. Finally, it settled on Ghost Douluo, who hovered above the ground, covered in azure flames and letting out continuous, agonized screams.
Ghost Douluo's face was hideously contorted. He kept dodging and leaping through the forest, hoping to use the trees to put out the fire, howling like a tormented ghost. "Why do these flames keep following me? I can't shake them off!"
"Why won't these flames go out?" Ghost Douluo kept beating at the