Yang Wei's face was aghast; the sinister black flames devoured everything in sight, and looking forward, there was nothing left.
Flowers, grass, trees, insects, fish, birds, and beasts all turned to ashes and merged into the darkness.
At that moment, waves of fire surged, turning into a towering black beast that charged straight towards the direction of the camp.
"What are you waiting for, run for it!"
"Run fast, we can't stand against this thing!"
"Damn it, Wang Hu was actually telling the truth, where on earth did this fire come from!"
"Don't talk, just run!"
A horde of cultivators scrambled on all fours, fleeing madly.
The scorching breath came upon them, and there was a faint burning sensation on their bodies.
Yang Wei was dumbfounded inside. Who had he offended, and how did he suddenly encounter such a disaster?
It must have been that Wang Hu who led it over; there was no doubt about it.
"Damn it, I'm going to make you pay dearly for this!"