Chương 1431: Countless Captives

Fire, all over the sky, covered the ground. The golden-red fire looked like melted glass, burning wildly on the surface of everything. Bricks and tiles were melted, sands were turned into lava; magnificent buildings collapsed, becoming strands of smoke in the fire.

Countless non-humankind beings rushed out of their mansions, howling, crying, and shrieking. Yu Clan nobles shouted in pain and desperately ripped off their burning luxurious clothing. Jia Clan warriors howled and tried to take off their melting armors. Dark-kind slave warriors with lower positions and weak non-humankind slaves suddenly turned into drifting ashes after they struggled a few steps in the fire.

Fire, the essence sun fire from the Pan Jia sun, was the extreme of the fire in a world. Under Ji Hao's control, the destructive power released from Pan Jia sun was even a hundred times greater than it could ever be back in Pan Jia world.