章 1788: Conspire To Murder (2)

The four youths who were initially cackling with evil laughter suddenly found the smile at the corners of their mouths stiffen as they saw the strange scene happen before their eyes. They stared with eyes bulging wide and mouths hanging open to look at everything, unable to make themselves believe that a person could actually extinguish those raging flames with just their spirit power alone.

The fire within the dungeon had been put out, the high temperature stifling. The dry straw that had burnt right up leaving behind ashes still present. But as for the searing flames, not even a spark remained.

What kind of a damned spirit power was that! ?

"Those that do not wish to die, scram the hell out." Jun Wu Xie said as she slowly lifted her eyes up, the icy gaze sweeping over the youths outside one by one, a chill shooting right through their entire bodies from those words.