I Am Soul Clan's Divine Bloodline Soul Wind

Dusk pressed down on the Burial Sky Mountains, and the wind carried ashes flying through the canyons. Deep in the rift valley, rubble is scattered all over, the rock walls are scorched black, and the ground is cracked with several deep holes, as if it has been bitten by a giant beast. The air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh and a pungent smell of fire poison, the traces of strange fire. Hunfeng lay on the ground, his face pressed against the cold rock, and black blood kept pouring out of his mouth. His right arm was charred to charcoal color, his fingers were curled up like dead branches, his chest collapsed, and every breath felt like a knife cutting him. The fighting energy was rushing around his body like it was broken, unable to condense at all. He wanted to move, but his bones seemed to be broken and he couldn't even lift his fingers. He knew he was dying. The blow just now was so severe that it directly penetrated his defense. The strange fire burned along his meridians and cooked his internal organs. Before he could even scream, his whole body was thrown away, hit the rock wall, and rolled down again. Now he could only rely on the last bit of consciousness to hold on and refused to close his eyes. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.