Atop Eagle Grief Cliff.
The grey clouds in the sky had completely ignited, resembling a long carpet of dim green flames.
Fire rain fell in waves like relentless arrows.
"Wei Donglai!" a roar echoed to the ends of the sky.
Old Hu?
Chen Mu's heart leaped with joy, and he immediately turned to look.
He saw a stream of cyan and white light soaring up from Eagle Grief Cliff, hovering in mid-air.
Then, with both hands, he pushed fiercely towards the sky and bellowed loudly.
Great Luo Reincarnation Hand!
Hum!
Suddenly, two palm-shaped holes burst open in the cloud of flames.
The vicinity of Eagle Grief Cliff was freed from the cover of the fire clouds, and the overwhelming fire rain arrows were wiped clean by a single palm!
An intense cheer suddenly erupted atop Eagle Grief Cliff.
Good going!
Chen Mu couldn't help but feel exhilarated.
Do that a couple more times, and kill them all!
As if responding to the crowd's wishes, Old Hu quickly rose higher.
