This strike only provoked the ferocity of the Drought Demon, who charged forward with a furious howl. Lu Yu, however, furrowed his brows; this Drought Demon was exuding an eeriness from all over, and its strength far exceeded his expectations. It did not seem to be an opponent without foundation.
The moment his thoughts shifted, the sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and a violent wind rose, sweeping the fierce flames that rolled unstoppably between heaven and earth. The entire world was dominated by the red and black hues.
The intensity of the flames surpassed Lu Yu's expectations, but he was not worried. Continuing to cast spells, a torrential downpour began to fall, dousing the flames and causing the surging, merciless fire to gradually weaken.
