As the cold shout fell, pitch-black, chilling mist continuously poured from the enormous net. Within a few breaths, it formed a huge, airtight cage that completely enveloped Three Thousand Burning Flame, cutting off the constantly seeping power of the stars.
Three Thousand Burning Flame was the Flame of the Stars. An ancient saying went: Starfire descends from the heavens, like the stars themselves. After passing through three thousand, it condenses into form. So long as starlight remains, the flame shall never perish.
The reason Three Thousand Burning Flame was also called the Undying Fire was precisely because of this. So long as one possessed Three Thousand Burning Flame, no matter how severe their injuries were, as long as they remained alive, Three Thousand Burning Flame could continuously draw upon the power of the stars to heal them.
Therefore, to completely suppress this flame, the power of the stars first had to be cut off. Otherwise, as long as starlight descended, the flame would continuously absorb it and recover. In a battle of attrition, few Dou Zuns could outlast it.
Soul Hall had come prepared, so naturally they would not leave behind such a glaring weakness. Once the great formation formed by the four of them took shape, Three Thousand Burning Flame became like a river without a source. Though it was still powerful now, it could not last much longer.
"Damned humans...!" Sensing that the power of the stars had been cut off, Three Thousand Burning Flame flew into a rage. It had only just managed to escape, and it had no desire to be sealed again.
Aimed at the black cage above, it spewed out a mouthful of flames. A black pillar of fire dozens of zhang thick shot forth, and along its path, space was scorched into layer