Xu Qing headed straight for the place where the rescue signal had come from.
The sea of fire that burned everything seemed to give a different charm to his demonic handsome face.
In a short while, he reached the place.
His fire crown burned high, and the Golden Crow cried, bringing down lightning that blotted the sky.
The flames rose like a great wave, bringing with them endless might as they poured down on the fourth Night Dove stronghold.
A rumbling sound shook the area and the ground quaked as a sea of fire covered it. Many Night Dove cultivators who were trying to escape couldn't even let out a scream before their bodies turned into ashes.
A large number of buildings collapsed one after another.