Xiao Hong was carrying several people and flying desperately, using up every ounce of strength she could muster.
"Living people, run fast, living people run fast." Mu Can, holding onto the old man on Xiao Hong's back, was clapping his hands forcefully while crying and shouting.
Boom!
Just as they flew out of the range of Mingyang City, an enormous blast sounded from behind.
Mu Can turned his head, only to feel a sudden chill enveloping his whole body.
Behind him, Mingyang City had turned into ruins, a torrent of blood rose boiling from within the city, surging up to the sky.
A sea of blood, Mingyang City had vanished from everyone's sight, replaced by a thick, undissolvable blood light.
"Blood sacrifice," Purple Cloud said gravely, looking in the direction of Mingyang City.
