"Ahhh~!" Another wave of excruciating pain shot through Zhong Wuyou's head.
It was even worse than what Feng Moxi and Chaoyang had just endured.
Clutching her head, which felt like it was about to explode, she leaped up and shot out of the light shield.
The crimson flame pool above her churned, erupting with one massive, violent Fireball after another.
BOOM! RUMBLE!
Lava surged dozens of feet into the air before crashing back down.
"Xiao Xi, you don't think this crazy woman is going to bring this whole place down, do you?"
Beneath the light barrier, he watched the endless waves of boiling lava, his heart pounding in his chest.
"If she weren't being controlled, she probably would have blown this place up long ago."
The violent flames clashed for about another half an hour.
Then, a red Fireball shot through the light barrier and slammed into the ground.
Zhong Wuyou, now on the brink of death, came falling down. She lay on the ground, completely motionless.
