On the barren mountain where not a blade of grass grew, fierce winds whirled without end.
At the summit of this barren mountain, the place was already a mess as though a tornado had swept through. A headless corpse knelt in the center of a huge crater, its entire body shrouded in eerie Black Flame that burned fiercely without stopping.
Yet strangely, despite the raging flames, the corpse bore no scorch marks whatsoever. Even its clothing had not curled in the slightest.
Still, faint cries of pain could be heard from within the Black Flame. After several minutes of Netherflame burning, the other party had already run out of strength, and even those cries had become feeble.
"...Are they really not planning to come out?"
Bai Zhi frowned slightly as he surveyed the ever-empty mountaintop.
He had not forgotten that in the countless invisible Ghost Trains surrounding them, there were still more than three Reincarnators watching. Priest and Adam might be among them as well.
With so many powerful enemies lurking around him, he had been ready to flee at any moment. Earlier, he had also kept part of his attention on guard against those people.
But Aster's dozens of lethal temporary settings were about to expire, and yet the people hiding in the trains had remained completely still.
...Could they really be having an internal conflict?
Glancing at Aster, who was kneeling inside the crater before him, Bai Zhi hesitated slightly.
The guy before him was without a doubt the most troublesome enemy he had encountered so far. He was completely like a piece of sticky gum—impossible to hit, impossible to touch, and utterly disgusting to deal with.
Although he had the other party suppressed now, only he himself knew that this guy was adapting to everything around him