"Who dares trespass this place?!"
"Prepare to die!"
The Heaven-Burning Ancestor let out a roar that didn't sound human, his white robe fluttering violently without wind, as a turbulent air current swirled around him, carrying molten sparks.
Though he remained seated, an arm covered in crimson scales, with claws as sharp as talons, suddenly lifted and fiercely clawed through the air towards Jiang Shu.
Rip!
The space in front of Jiang Shu tore apart like a piece of fabric ripped open by invisible threads, forming five pitch-black cracks.
From the cracks gushed not space turbulence, but a thick, magma-like demon fire, its scorching, destructive presence lockng onto Jiang Shu, ready to crush him at any moment.
In this perilous instant, Huang Ya's figure flashed like a phantom, positioning himself in front of Jiang Shu.
"Fire Lord, calm your fury!"
Though the Heaven-Burning Ancestor was only at the Half-step Demon Lord Realm.
