Yan Xiang turned his head to see the retreat blocked, his shock and anger surging simultaneously.
The temperature in the square continued to rise, and without a retreat, even if they found treasures, they would all be trapped alive here.
With this thought, he unhesitatingly summoned the Red Orb he had obtained earlier, and the red light from the orb intensified, conjuring hundreds of fireballs the size of millstones out of thin air above Yan Xiang's head.
Yuan Ming swept the fireballs with his Divine Sense, a flash of astonishment crossing his eyes, and he immediately stepped back a few paces from Yan Xiang.
Almost simultaneously, Golden Cloud Fairy made the same move.
Yan Xiang pointed a finger, and all the fireballs rained down like a torrent on the stone cave's door, exploding with a bang!
