Chapter 113 — The White Fox
The Sword Questions the Heavens · Page 7 of 7
No one knew who shouted first, but in an instant everyone was looking up at the sky. The pitch-black night sky had suddenly turned red, and countless clouds like burning flames were racing and swirling around some single point, with the faint sound of wind and thunder amid it all—a spectacle of ten thousand phenomena, utterly magnificent.
Shangguan Lue was stunned, his expression changing drastically. Almost instinctively he turned to look—and sure enough, the place those countless flame-hued clouds were swirling around was precisely where the mysterious Mystic Fire Altar stood.
Alarm and fury mingled in Shangguan Lue. Heedless of everything else, he stamped his foot hard, and his body turned to grey light and flew with incomparable speed toward the Mystic Fire Altar. But in the instant his body left the ground, some faint doubt flashed through his mind like lightning—how on earth had Yan Fei's power advanced so rapidly?