"Hmph!" Zhenwu Ancient King's expression darkened instantly, and his eyes locked onto the figure's back. He desperately wanted to find out exactly where this person came from.
Meanwhile, within the vortex, a streak of purple flame Flowing Light shot out at extreme speed.
The group reacted swiftly, dodging out of the way, and watched helplessly as this Flowing Light shot directly into Qin Yun's body.
BOOM—The purple flames instantly ignited. Just like the figure from before, they completely engulfed Qin Yun.
But immediately after, Qin Yun let out an agonizing, distorted howl. "Aaaargh—"
He seemed to be suffering immense pain, his figure constantly twisting and writhing within the flames.
