This moment, as brief as an instant, yet long enough to hold one's gaze.
The fire dragon crashed into the ground, like lava sweeping through the world, engulfing You Su's figure in the sea of flames.
Unlike last time, Fairy Wangshu merely stood quietly outside the battlefield, showing no intention of stepping in to rescue.
The female disciples who had previously reminded their master to save You Su were now anxiously tugging at their master's sleeves, while those accomplished veterans remained seated on the platform, unmoved, their eyes flashing with awe.
Mr. Liu, indifferent to the towering flames below, fixed his gaze on the youth in the fire sea whose robes were nearly burnt to nothing. He sighed softly and dashed downward.
Just at this moment, crimson Sword Intent burst forth like fireworks blooming in the sky, dazzling and magnificent.
The explosive clash of sword artifacts sounded harshly, reminding those who thought You Su was doomed that the duel had only just begun!
