The dazzling flame in the courtyard soared to the sky, faintly mixed with yellow lightning, like a slumbering fire dragon suddenly awakened, madly tearing at its surroundings and rushing in all directions.
Then, a loud explosion erupted like thunder, the sound deafening.
The vermilion gate of the backyard shattered instantly under the impact of the explosion, and even the courtyard walls were not spared.
The solid blue stone bricks collapsed at the corner due to the explosive force, and shattered stones and flames scattered outward together.
As the flames subsided, countless fragments of stone rained down.
The air was filled with the pungent, intense smell of scorched earth and gunpowder.
Shen Qing, who had already walked out of the courtyard gate, watched the scene unfold before him, somewhat surprised, "This power is much greater than I thought."
Shen Qing glanced around, quickly darted inside, dusting off the air with his hand, and scanned the surroundings.