Chi You and the sky devil were now in a stalemate. Both of them had activated their original power to harm and devour each other, and by now, neither of them could move.
Zhu Rong quickly rubbed his hands and raised raging flame streams, coiling around the surrounding fire columns. Fire dragons roared deeply and resonantly, letting out dense smoke from their mouths and nostrils. Fire layered up and compressed quickly, turned into paper-thin pieces of fiery light at last, twisting and dazzling in the air.
Ji Hao didn’t know what magic Zhu Rong had just cast, but Gui Ling and Po raised their eyebrows simultaneously.