Elegant and graceful, Zhuang Yuyan, with her beautiful face, had her waterfall-like long hair fluttering.
With her fair fingers, she pointed towards the Alien God from the Outer Realm, suspended in the sky, and said, "Flame dynamic."
A world ablaze with flames burst forth from behind her, advancing immediately towards the Alien God whose arms hung naturally at its sides, hunched over and shrouded in a pitch-black cloak.
One after another, wells spouting molten lava flames boiled forth from that burning world.
The Vermilion Bird cried out, and the Fire Kirin roared in rage.
Hundreds of intense flame rivers, as if driven by the two mythical beasts, swirled around the image of the Alien God from the Outer Realm.
"Whoo-hoo!"
The cloak enveloping the projection of the Alien God wailed with myriad strange creatures, as if many believers of this Alien God, situated in different worlds, blocked Zhuang Yuyan's fiery flames for Him.
"An Alien God is nothing more than this."
