A three-foot-long white Fire Snake circled and danced around the Bone Boat. Though slender, it left billowing waves of heat in its wake, reducing fist-sized black demon bees to ash.
Farther away, over a hundred identical demon bees frantically lashed their tails, firing black, nail-sized venomous stingers that pattered against the ring of blue Light Screen already glowing around the Bone Boat.
The Light Screen shuddered, Talisman Inscriptions flashing wildly across its surface, but remained as solid as ever.
Seeing this, Wang Yu, who was controlling the Fire Snake aboard the boat, raised an eyebrow, changed his hand seal, and uttered a single word: "Burst!"
Boom! A tremendous explosion rang out.
The white Fire Snake conjured by the Crimson Sun Great Art exploded in midair. Countless broad-bean-sized white flames shot in every direction, then burst in turn, turning the surrounding air into a sea of white fire.
Amid the fiercely burning white flames, every last black demon bee turned to ash.
Only then did Wang Yu release his hand seal aboard the Bone Boat.
The Crimson Sun Great Art truly deserved its reputation as one of the Southern Continent's finest fire-attribute cultivation arts. Against demon insects that had yet to reach entry-tier, its unstoppable might swept through them like rotten wood and withered weeds.
More importantly, the flames produced by this cultivation art came from the fire spiritual power within his body, so he could recall them and recover some of his dharma power. Though some was lost in the process, it still allowed him to conserve a considerable amount in battle.
But just as he beckoned and recalled the white flames into his body, another piercing screech reached his ears.
His expression shifted slightly, and he turned toward the horizon to one side.
A gray cloud had appeared in