The horrifying explosion happened without any warning, and Wei Qiangshan, at its epicenter, didn't even have the time to activate his defensive magic artifact, instantly reduced to bits and pieces.
"Third Uncle!"
Wei Donglai, having exhausted too much energy, lagged behind the team and, fortunately, saved his life; but his third uncle met with a tragic end, leaving no remains.
Wei Donglai knelt where his third uncle died, tears streaming down as he cupped the pool of blood on the ground.
He wanted to keep moving forward, but was held back firmly by the guards behind him.
"Young Master Donglai mustn't go any further, this path is filled with numerous Fireburst Formations."
"This is too malicious!"
"Absolutely too malicious!"
"Who on earth did this, and why set up so many Fireburst Formations!!!"
After venting his anger fiercely, Wei Donglai regained his rationality, took a deep breath and said, "Step aside, I can break these Fireburst Formations."
