As soon as Wang Ying finished speaking, another loud boom came from the volcano.
"Big brother, look, the volcano has erupted on a small scale again," Wang Ying said, pointing at the volcano.
The eruption imminent, Lin Tian dared not delay, shouting, "Quick, get in the car, Shaoxiong rest, I'll drive."
Soon, Lin Tian drove the chariot to the edge of the wilderness, his eyes fixed intently on the volcano.
By now, the volcano had erupted in multiple places, the entire mountain trembling violently, the final eruption drawing ever closer.
Wang Ying and Fang Shaoxiong, unable to use fire control techniques, were susceptible to harm from the magma. Lin Tian directed them to stand aside.
Now, various powers stood at the forest's edge, all staring at the whole volcano. Lin Tian roughly estimated there were about a dozen factions present, the strongest possessing the ability of "condensing mirrors."
As for these people, it would be wise to stay cautious!
