When Zuo Fan rushed back to the Celestial Spirit Alliance with Mu Can, who was now just a head and a torso, his face went pale.
The Celestial Spirit Alliance's base might not have been magnificent, but it was at least well-ordered and structured. Now, all that remained were charred, broken ruins.
He couldn't think of anyone who could wield such powerful flames except for Xu Ziyang, the Red Dragon Flame Demon.
Before grief could even set in, rage erupted first.
For no other reason than that he saw Xu Ziyang, the Red Dragon Flame Demon, walking out from the depths of the Celestial Spirit Alliance's ruins.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. You're a little slow." After speaking, Xu Ziyang's gaze fell on Mu Can, held in Zuo Fan's hand, and his expression immediately grew grave.
It was true that the old Mu Can was no match for him.
