A group of panic-stricken disciples ran around with wooden buckets searching for water to extinguish the fire, occasionally accompanied by wails from a cultivator rolling on the ground after accidentally catching fire.
The entire small city was already in complete disarray.
"Damn it!"
He was furious at Han Yu's despicable means, who could set fires in the city out of thin air. If allowed to continue spreading fire, more than half of the Qin Family's cultivators would likely be severely injured or killed.
"Elders!"
Qin Tiannan shouted deeply, his voice echoing throughout the Qin Family Castle. In a moment, ten figures flew over.
"We can't just defend anymore. Follow me and capture the enemy. No matter what price we have to pay, we must not let him escape again this time."
Qin Tiannan had hardened his resolve; no matter the cost, he must kill this person.
In an instant, eleven figures burst through the sky...
"I got in just like that."
