When Xu Jingtian saw the power unleashed by the single exploding Ghost Fire, his expression shifted. 'This is bad,' he thought. It was only the beginning.
Sure enough, after the first Ghost Fire detonated, the others floating in the air attacked in succession, setting off a chain reaction of explosions.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!
The ghostly green flames billowed, and the shockwaves continued to spread. The sheer force was terrifying. The firelight had no heat; instead, it carried a bone-chilling cold.
'An Yin Qi explosion of this magnitude...'
The commotion attracted the attention of the other groups. The disciples from the various sects who looked over all had slight changes in expression. Judging by the aftershocks, most disciples would be in serious trouble if they were hit head-on by more than two of those Ghost Fire bombs.
But the mysterious man from the Red Heart Sect had just been simultaneously struck by dozens of Ghost Fire bombs in an instant.
