Su Yi bellowed once more, and immediately following, hundreds of silver needles ferociously flew from his hands.
Every path the silver needles passed through essentially ensnared the retreat of a dozen or so experts.
"No good, no good, we need to retreat fast!"
Perceiving the dire situation, the dozen experts turned to run.
But how could Su Yi possibly give them the chance to escape?
Before the people could take a few steps, the silver needles had already landed on them.
The next moment, a dozen figures fell from the sky like raindrops into the sea of flames below.
Witnessing this scene, Jing Xia Yisong, standing at a distance below, lost his composure.
Clearly, he hadn't anticipated Su Yi to possess such formidable strength.
Realizing the situation was grim, Jing Xia Yisong immediately turned and ran.
At the same time, Su Yi also descended from the sky.
He then began to clear out the remaining people on the island.