After confirming that Sha Hao had completely left, Yuan Ming's complexion suddenly turned as pale as paper. With a "thud," he collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

The fire clouds in the sky churned a few times before quickly dissipating.

Ha Gong flew over and saw Yuan Ming's weakened state. He wanted to help but didn't know how, so he could only fret anxiously.

"Get me out of here, quick..." Yuan Ming rasped.