A deep crimson light ascended, flashing by in an instant.
Wen Min on the hilltop, widened his eyes.
The young Yaji clutched his dirty little sister tightly, his pupils shrinking rapidly.
"This... this is Mr. Qi's doing?"
The scene before him almost surpassed Yaji's imagination.
Even modern weapons would find it difficult to create such a terrifying scene.
If one were to describe it, perhaps only the special effects in movies of godly horrors attacking could compare.
But that was just a movie, exaggerating the power of gods to all extremes.
Yet, it was no match for the scene in front of him that shocked the heart.
Yaji's young mind was filled with various emotions.
"Could Mr. Qi... be on par with the gods?"
At this moment, inside the camp, within the steel structure of the big prison.
Surprise flashed across Kuang Huan's eyes.
"The noise... has stopped!"
Next to Kuang Huan, a Big Beard widened his eyes: "A streak of red light flashed by... And then there was nothing?"