"Kaboom!"
Clouds swirled around the soaring red flames, forming a mushroom cloud. Turbid air filled the sky as the explosions blasted tent after tent.
With his back turned against this scene, Meng Qi passed through the layers of protective spells and walked out of the gate. He made it to the river several hundred meters away from the camp with several large strides!
The patrolling Exterior experts and enlightened-Aperture masters on the heavily-guarded surface of the river were looking in the direction of the explosions with stupefied expressions. They had no idea what was going on inside the camp—whether it was the enemy attacking, some expert's sacrificial ritual, or a strange skill going out of control.