It was as if the sky was lit on fire, the horizon and earth for as far as the eye could see, took on a crimson hue. Tiny flame particles floating in the sky frantically coalesced towards the palm of the old man.
The next second, when the old man was done weaving signs, his left arm turned crimson. Liquid flames dripped down from it, and his hand actually looked like it was made from lava.
What's more, if one looked carefully, they would also be able to see a seal of a pagoda on the palm of the old man.
"Heh, textbook tricks. Do you think this grandpa fox will fall for that?"…
"Hehe, you know a lot. I don't know which demonic beast clan you come from. However, you shouldn't interfere in the matter of my Yan clan. It's alright if you want to dodge. However, can the ones behind you do the same?"
The old man didn't give any time to react and without warning, rushed towards Yang Chen and Tang Xun'er at a speed that was difficult to follow with eyes.
"You!!"
