The air became hot as the ground cracked as a visible rate. Water vapor eventually turned into white mist.

The assassins and death squad members in the sad mansion began to retreat. The radius became quiet, frighteningly quiet.

“What’s going on? Is lava about to ooze out?” Ningshuai’s shoes ignited into flame so he got them off. But next, his trousers were burning as well. His bare feet were sizzling on the ground.

Cangyue’s eyes flashed as she stared at the sky, recognizing a burning flame above the boundless horizon. It scorched with an unbelievable temperature and was on a downward trajectory just like a meteor.

The temperature increased, suffocating all combatants. They felt as if the sky was caving in.

The entire capital could finally sense this as if they...