"The Nine Yang Fruit has ripened!"
Sitting cross-legged on a round stone, Chu Ming slowly opened his eyes. Two beams of sword light shot out from his eyes, cascading like a river of swords, stretching for thousands of miles.
Boom!
At the moment the Nine Yang Fruit ripened, a terrifying roar echoed across the heavens and earth. It was like the sound of a great flood, deafening and soul-shattering. Everyone felt the ground tremble continuously, their faces filled with shock.
"What is that?!"
A young girl in a green dress seemed to have seen something unbelievable. Her face suddenly turned pale, her finger trembling as she pointed into the distance.
Boom!
Following the direction she pointed, everyone's expressions changed drastically. They saw a flame toad as big as a small mountain leaping towards them. Its form was mountainous, and its speed was like the wind. Its eyes were like two suns, bloodshot, staring at them coldly.
