The air in the entire valley was filled with the smell of smoke, and many of the forests had already caught fire under the scorching sun.
At this moment, the intense heat was an inevitable torment for the countless creatures living within Buzhou Mountain.
They had grown accustomed to a comfortable environment and could not adapt to the cruel changes now.
Under the blistering sun, even the strongest of races could not remain standing.
"It's getting late. Let's hurry up and move those creatures out."
The Great God Fu Xi spoke with some urgency.
Yu Yuan nodded and quickened his actions along with the Great God Fu Xi.
Meanwhile, the southern and eastern foothills of Buzhou Mountain had become battlefields.
The cruel extent of this war between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan was beyond the imagination of outsiders.
Wherever the flames of war reached, everything would be reduced to ruins.
