บท 935: The Sacred Lord’s Clone

When the elders felt utter despair, the wind started surging in the sky of Sacred City, and a vortex quickly formed there. A terrifying aura was emanating from the vortex, and the people below all felt like they were going to suffocate—even Jiang Chen!

"The Sacred Lord! It's the Sacred Lord!"

The Heavenly Fire School's supreme elders sighted a glimmer of hope, and their faces became filled with delight.

"A Single Spark Makes a Great Fire!"

However, they had forgotten that Jiang Chen was still standing in front of them and his Sky-burning Evil Flame burned them into ashes.