C982 Great Uncle(1)

982. Granduncle.

Chiang Hao pressed down on the Flame Blade. Feeling the toughness, he pressed down again.

Kacha!

He felt a cracking sound and was extremely moved. The flame moved along with it. It swept across. It went away. Endless red lotuses appeared. They were dazzling, beautiful, and moving as they floated in the air. These red lotuses clashed with the sea of fire