Xu Qing looked at the shadow.
The shadow manifested a tail that swayed. It even stuck out a black tongue which started wagging .
It was like a puppy, nodding continuously at Xu Qing.
"Maste… offer… mast… good… divine fire."
Xu Qing fell silent. He didn't trust the shadow and the danger emitted by his intuition made him very vigilant against the brown sphere of light. Hence, he took a few steps back and was about to raise his hand.
Xu Qing felt that it wasn't safe enough. He retreated hundreds of feet before lifting his right hand and waving it gently at the brown sphere of light.
With this wave, the brown sphere of light drifted into the distance. After drifting far away, the lightning in the sky gathered to a certain extent and suddenly erupted.
In an instant, countless bolts of lightning descended from the sky like a thunderstorm, whistling toward the sphere of light and bombarding it in the blink of an eye.