Fire rose in huge streams while fire dragons roared, coiling around each other. Chi You’s huge head had been slowly moving up and down.
Ji Hao, Po, Gui Ling and Zhu Rong stood tens of meters away, nervously but with a weird excitement, watching all kinds of supernatural scenes happening around Chi You’s head with their breaths held.
The space with a radius of ten meters around Chi You’s head was covered with a splendid light, and was filled with coiling colorful mist. The mist formed a dense cloud above Chi You’s head, that looked like an upside-down mountain. On top of the cloud were tens of small and exquisite towers, decorated with beautiful beads on the tops, releasing a bright light.
From the cloud, colorful water drops had been falling, dripping on the ground along with colorful light streams, creating a silvery melody that was quite pleasant to hear. Those water drops blasted into stunning golden datura flowers on the ground one after another.