Mu Wushuang and Wu Yang's arena was crowded; before Jiang Yuebai and the others approached, they already felt a scorching aura accompanied by the roaring sound of thunder.
The entire arena was engulfed in a sea of fire, red waves surging and crashing madly against the protective barrier.
In the sea of fire, lightning flashed like a silver dragon disturbing the waters; every time fire and thunder touched, they exploded violently, blossoming like fiery trees and silver flowers, dazzling and breathtaking.
Mu Wushuang, clad in white adorned with a few plum blossoms, had excitement in her eyes, her hair flying, holding a flaming red flag. Unlike ordinary array masters who hide their traces after arraying, she stood right in the center of the fire sea, not evading at all.
Fire and lightning transformed into two fierce tigers, one red and one silver, squatting at her feet, watching the surroundings intently.
