Yuan Ming's eyes revealed a hint of confusion, and just as he was about to speak, Long Chong by his side took a step forward.
Suddenly, the entire hall came to life. The floor flipped outward from beneath their feet, transforming into a land full of charred pits and divots. The walls around them disappeared in an instant, and the ceiling above turned into a sky of blazing red. In the blink of an eye, the two men found themselves on an open battlefield.
Shrill screeches echoed all around, and numerous fireballs fell from above like meteors, their long trails filling the sky as if even the heavens themselves were set ablaze.
Long Chong's expression changed. As he swung his long spear, he prepared to counter the rain of fire.
However, suddenly his vision darkened as if someone had fiercely struck his head, and he instantly fell unconscious.
