Zhu Rong’s Invitation

Southern Wasteland was as stiflingly hot and moist as ever, but Mr. Crow and the pair of baby snakes, who were like flat tires in Pan Jia world, were now instantly invigorated.

Mr. Crow raised his head and gave a resonant caw towards the sky while transforming into a streak of fiery light, dazzling out of Ji Hao’s sleeve. He flashed across the air, left shreds of afterimages and smashed the few dense clouds in the air, dispelling an incoming heavy rain.

The pair of snakes each coiled on a shoulder of Ji Hao, largely opened their jaws and inhaled the warm air. Dense smoke puffed out along with fire sparkles, drifting in the air, that made Ji Hao look like a fierce monster that came out of a volcano.

In Pan Jia world, which was a world of water, these three creatures, who had the nature of fire, were nearly chocked. Back at Southern Wasteland, sensing the rich fire power in the air and the familiar scent of Southern Wasteland jungle, their natures were immediately stimulated.