C414 Attack

"Clang!"

Amidst the symphony of clashing weapons, endless waves of fire rolled out, casting a dazzling red glow. Yan Qingmeng hovered in mid-air, one hand wielding the Soul-Devouring Flame, the other gripping a golden cauldron, attacking with full force to shatter the spirit mark chains coiling around like silver serpents.

The battle was fierce, but the situation was clear