Momentarily, all around the area, a lot of people’s upper torsos were covered in flames, looking exceedingly disheveled and wretched.
Moreover, these flames contained the crown prince and Li Aotian’s spirit power, how could it be so easily extinguished?
For a moment, the surroundings were messy and chaotic. Everywhere, cursing sounds and sounds of misery could be heard.
The only people that were neat, clean, and unruffled in the midst of this chaos and were watching the drama, was Nangong Liuyun’s group of several people.
Now, the expression on Beichen Ying’s face was indescribably brilliant.
He pointed at the crown prince’s battered and exhausted appearance, and burst into loud laughter with both hands on his hips. He was laughing so hard that tears were about to appear: “You guys quickly look, Nangong Liujue’s, that appearance, hahaha, simply as if he was pulled out of a pile of coal, simply too funny.”