Buzz buzz buzz!
With a gentle wave of Qingyang Zi's hand, a burst of azure light transformed into several light spots, extinguishing the raging flames on the ground in an instant, revealing the scorched bare ground and a huge pit.
The trees within a hundred meters radius were completely burned to ashes, and even the ground was covered with patches of charred black.
Qingyang Zi's face was ashen. For a martial artist of the Transcendence Realm to survive in such conditions was nearly impossible.
"Cough cough cough…"
Just then, a charred hand slowly reached out from beneath the scorched ground. As the soil loosened, a blood-stained body was revealed, half of which had been burned and was covered in wounds, with blood dripping everywhere.
Although the person's face was unrecognizable, a vague resemblance to Chu Ming could be seen, with trickles of crimson blood flowing from his mouth.
"Chu Ming!?"
