"Boom!"
A deafening roar!
Connor's body was sent flying in an instant, crashing heavily onto the walls.
The walls were smashed through immediately.
Upon witnessing this scene, the onlookers erupted in cheers and jubilation.
The disciples supporting the Cult Leader had expressions filled with excitement. In their eyes, their Cult Leader was a god from the heavens, unbeatable by anyone.
But the next moment, their smiles froze.
Because Connor had returned unscathed.
Countless people had already perished under the darkfire just moments ago, so these people were acutely aware of its terror. No one had expected him to withstand the darkfire so resolutely. Notably, his clothes showed no signs of damage.
"What kind of person is he?" The crowd couldn't help but exclaim.
Even the Cult Leader of the Blood Moon Sect, upon witnessing his unharmed return, displayed a hint of astonishment. He had been extremely confident in the power of his darkfire, doubting anyone could withstand it.
