Several temples of the Heavenly Human Dao were burned down, or more accurately, melted.
At the place where the rockets were launched, most of the elite from the Flying Heaven Dao were gathered, but at this moment, they only felt heaps of charcoal.
Among those charcoals, there were some white specks, seemingly like bone ashes.
A Daoist picked up a handful, put it in his mouth, tasted it, and said, "This tastes like bone ashes, and I feel it's Wang Dashan's ashes."
This Daoist's nose was bright red, resembling a dog's nose, and his sense of taste was astonishing, being able to discern whose ashes they were.
"Quick, find survivors!"
A Daoist ordered.
After a round of searching, Duan Yun and Shen Ying were found again.
The leading Dog-nosed Daoist saw their faces covered in ashes and asked, "What happened!"
Duan Yun coughed laboriously and replied, "The rocket, the rocket went out of control, our master told us to fetch water, just when we brought it, the fire rushed over."
