The sudden drastic change struck all the Transcendents present like a bolt of lightning. They couldn't believe their own eyes.
The burning white flames and the eight waving transparent arms left the middle-aged man in the red robe dumbfounded. He quickly lowered his head, incredulously looking at Chen Yu in his arms.
He thought he had embraced the wrong person...
As for the ordinary people still fleeing within the capital city, they didn't pay attention.
After all, it was too far away, they couldn't see clearly.
"ROOOAAARRR!!!"
Pang, the neighbor who tore the divine envoy into pieces, with nowhere to vent his rage, suddenly turned his pure white pupils towards the nearest steel-armored burly man.
He howled and charged forward.
"This is bad! He's lost his mind!" The old man with the white beard was the first to react, promptly flickering his figure to go to the rescue.
