"It's the Three Yang True Flame!"
Zhi Gong Daoist muttered to himself, "And it's the aura of two Three Yang True Flames... No, three. That's not right either—it's four!"
"Has the First Sect made its move?"
Ganxing chimed in.
Wang Ping snapped to his senses. He tossed aside the game piece in his hand and, with Yu Lian, transformed into a streak of light. He intercepted a flame falling from the sky, but before it could even get close, Yu Lian extinguished it with a single breath.
"You're the commander! Don't you go pulling stunts like showing up on the front lines!"
The first to reach Wang Ping's side was none other than Liu Huai'en. He scanned the surrounding sky warily, clearly positioning himself to protect Wang Ping.
Zhi Gong and Hu Yin arrived next, appearing at Wang Ping's side. They cast Magic to block the flames falling from the sky while also scanning their surroundings with the same wariness.
"Hold your positions!"
