The power of the Volcano Spirit Talisman was undoubtedly formidable, as the stones fused by the talisman, accompanied by the Demonic Fire that Yang Chen had absorbed, instantly fell and exploded. Its power was even stronger than many Black Mountain Dark Cloud Palm strikes. Coupled with the Mountain God Roar, there was no possibility of failure!
In the blink of an eye, the power of the Volcano Spirit Talisman was completely unleashed, and the violent storm accompanied by the wolf smoke gradually turned into nothingness.
Immediately after, five Icefield Demon Elephants were hit—three fell to the ground, while the other two were barely alive, their bodies covered in gashes. They had been heavily injured by the Volcano Spirit Talisman.
"There are still two left?!" Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, admiring the defensive power of the Icefield Demon Elephants.
