The Outcast: A Lava Fruit from the Start, and the Old Celestial Master Gets Burned

The Luotian Grand Ceremony came to an end, and the outcasts of Quanzhen ran rampant. Just as the Celestial Master Mansion teetered on the brink of disaster, the forbidden grounds behind the mountain exploded with a deafening crash. A dark-red pillar of fire, a hundred meters across, tore through the night, and its terrifying heat instantly turned all of Mount Longhu into an active volcano! Zhang Zhijin emerged from the abyss, bare-chested and walking across the magma. Looking at Zhang Zhiwei, now white-haired and kneeling in tears, he furrowed his brow. “Zhiwei, it’s been eighty years. How did you get this old?” As the Quanzhen masters swarmed to attack, he casually waved his hand, and a sky full of [Meteoric Volcanoes] came crashing down, clearing the battlefield in an instant! Lu Jin stared in disbelief. “Old Zhang, you call that thunder magic? What kind of thunder magic spews magma?!” Zhang Zhiwei gave a bitter smile. “That’s Senior Brother’s qi, a force of ultimate destruction so violent that even thunder magic has to give it a wide berth!” What Eight Extraordinary Skills? What peerless master? In Zhang Zhijin’s eyes, if a problem could be solved with one punch, there was no need for a second. He had descended the mountain for one reason: to toss the prestigious sects who had harmed Tian Jizhong back then, one by one, into a volcano!