章 681: Cleaning the Sacred Divine Land II

Two weeks later, in an entirely destroyed section of the Sacred Divine Land. The bright sky above the terrain was filled with nothing but dust and smoke clouds.

Above the destruction, a black-haired man was floating in mid-air with his eyes closed, as many anguished cries of demons and dark race individuals echoed around him.

It was Kyle. Golden flames erupted all around him, yet he remained unfazed. Bia floated over to his side but paid him no attention, instead she snickered at the many people below on the land.

-"You weaklings from the dark side! You have called upon my fury! Count yourselves lucky to perish under my flames!"

Her thunderous voice echoed everywhere, and immediately, the golden flames in the sky rained down upon the many demons and individuals of the dark race scurrying around on the land.

Old Hal's eyes widened at the flames, and he cursed before quickly darting away from the path of the flames.