Hoo!
Hoo!
Hoo!!!!
The grey and red flames intertwined.
This caused the entire grey world to begin twisting.
Spirit Lantern truly deserved to be one of the four innate lanterns; the flames it released were immensely powerful.
Even with Lotus Lantern protecting him and using the Six Ding Divine Fire stored and sealed within Silent Black Halred to counteract it, Wang Ming could still feel the damage from those flames.
The flames did not burn a single hair on Wang Ming.
However...
Even from a hundred meters away, the temperature emitted by those flames baked Wang Ming with a burning pain.
This was a type of damage originating from the soul and primordial spirit.
The flames of Spirit Lantern were the Netherworld Ghost Fire, one of the four great innate flames.
Netherworld Ghost Fire specialized in burning souls; once it burned someone, it would not extinguish until their soul and spirit turned into spiritual ashes.
This type of flame was extremely sinister and ruthless, leaving opponents with absolutely no path to survival.
Such terrifying flames spraying continuously made Wang Ming feel immense pressure, giving him a bad premonition that he might be burned to death.
As a result...
Wang Ming's emotions did not fluctuate at all while being at a disadvantage, whereas Antlered Demon, who held the advantage, instead became frantic.
"You..."
"How could you possess this kind of flame?"
"Impossible!"
"It's impossible for you to master this divine fire."
"You're just a lowly mortal."
"What qualifications do you have..."
"Go to hell!"
Antlered Demon, with its emaciated body, roared with a frantic expression.
The next moment,
the flames released by Spirit Lantern above its head sharply increased in output.
The fire pillar, which had previously been the thickness of a water vat, abruptly turned into a grey flame the