The thousand-foot-wide [Rank 6 Peak Planet-Piercing Blood-Pillar Laser] tore across the Southern Scorched Crater like a falling red sun!
Every stone, dry bush, and sand dune in its path was instantly vaporized into glass. Welded directly into the main Upper-Realm siphon conduit of Script-Nail #4, Envoy Xue Sha had burned the last of his blood-essence and all of the pillar’s ten-thousand-year stored drought-fire into this single, desperate strike!
“MELT! MELT INTO ASH!!” Xue Sha screeched through the whistling gaps in his teeth, his single bloodshot eye bulging as the thousand-foot crimson beam hurtled toward the [Rank 6 Gu Family Earth-Core Camper Van].
“Not even your eleven-year-old brat’s frying pan can swallow a five-mile pillar’s full output!
If I can’t have a happy ending on this planet, nobody gets one!” Inside the air-conditioned cabin of the camper van, Grandpa Fu calmly kept both hands on the steering wheel. Auntie Qin poured warm chrysanthemum tea into tiny cups for eleven-year-old Gu Nian, seven-year-old Jiang Tuntun, and three-year-old Little Fifth.
“Oh my, the rude uncle welded himself to the radiator,” seven-year-old Jiang Tuntun said, peering out the front windshield while nibbling on a sesame biscuit. “Big Brother Nian, the letters you stamped on his cheek with your frying pan are still glowing!”
