The explosion gradually dissipated away to reveal a now very dusky area where flames were still licking away at the remnants of Cheng Yao’s attack. With the hurricane more or less gone and the thunderclouds scattered, everyone could see that the skies were back to to their normal color and that the natural disaster-like image from before was gone as if it had only been an illusion before.

But the entire area was sweltering with heat as if there was now a severe drought in the area, reminding everyone that the events taking place here was indeed real.

“Yao’er!!”

A horrified cry erupted from the audience. A streak of purple light came flying from Wu Hong’s side with such great speed that the person moving had disappeared completely from sight just three meters after he moved. Reappearing half a kilometer away, the person was holding a person in his arms.

The one who suddenly came forth from the audience was...