'Bzzzz...'
The flames boiled, waves of scorching heat radiating outward. The entire air became dry, and even the distant sea seemed to be at low tide, its water level gradually dropping!
The sky was bright and sunny, and even the clouds overhead had evaporated, leaving not a cloud in sight for thousands of miles!
"This temperature..."
"Could real flames truly produce such heat? Sun's Fire..."
Everyone's mouths became even drier. Even their hair had been scorched black and twisted by the intense heat.
They had no choice but to retreat again, all the way to the shore. Yet the heatwave still crashed into their faces, making them feel incomparably miserable!
Sengoku and Zephyr stopped fighting. Neither had gone all out; after all, they were old comrades-in-arms. There were only so many moves they could exchange, and Zephyr merely wanted to hold Sengoku back and prevent him from interfering.
"This is troublesome... Zephyr, are you still going to stand by and do nothing?" Sengoku roared at Zephyr in his Buddha form.
Zephyr panted heavily. His aged body, combined with the injury to his lungs, meant he could no longer fight for extended periods.
He looked solemnly in that direction and said to Sengoku, "I can no longer stop that kid! He is the famous Night Blade of the seas, not some child. He knows what he is doing!"
Feeling Yun Ye's killing intent, Zephyr understood his determination. This time, no one could stop him!
Not even Zephyr himself!
"Damn it! What are you all standing around for? Subdue Night Blade first!" Sengoku cast Zephyr aside and charged over.
Feeling the aura Yun Ye was giving off, as well as those flames that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, the Admirals' expressions changed drastically. Night Blade had actually been hiding such