"Burn, burn wild and unrestrainedly." As Bodar Khan watched the scene unfold, once again, he burst into mad laughter.
"Burn yourself, you old fart!" Deng Chuanliang rushed up, delivering a kick to Bodar Khan's chest that sent him flying. "Before I get burned alive, I shall have your head!"
Both protective barriers were filled with Spirit Qi. After they were devoured by the Netherworld Fierce Fire, the fire, much like adding fuel to a flame, grew increasingly intense. The rise in flames was explosive.
Quite naturally, the Netherworld Fierce Fire began to expand outward. It was like a wildfire in a forest - unless contained, it will continue to spread until there is nothing left to scorch.
At that moment, a whirlwind swept in. Several whirlwinds, disregarding top from bottom, approached the Netherworld Fierce Fire, attempting to tear off a piece from it like cats drawn to the smell of blood.
