Disdain

As soon as the Blazing Mystic Slaughter Technique was cast, a huge fireball came down with a bang. It burned the medium-sized banquet hall. 

"What a powerful mystic technique. What kind of move is this?" 

Zhou Zheng, who was sitting on a high seat and overlooking everything, revealed a strange expression. 

He had seen many powerful fire-type mystic techniques, but none of them were as strange as this. 

"I've even seen many mystic techniques that are stronger than this one. However, this mystic technique, called the Blazing Mystic Slaughter Technique, hides all kinds of mysteries. It's not just the power of fire, but also the power of lightning. Where did this technique come from? Could this be the Flowerfruit Mountain's mystic technique?" 

Zhou Zheng was still muttering to himself while Bai Ruoning narrowed her eyes.