The initial ignition burst released a blinding light. Blazing white flames left shadow-like afterimages in the eyes of those present and the viewers in the Live Stream Room.
This only made people more certain: pure—or at least visibly very pure—Format Fire was rising and radiating from "Prop."
Even Prop's perpetually empty eye sockets were filled with flame-light, which gradually gathered and condensed, taking on greater substance—as though it were still rotating.
As the flames in its eye sockets swept over him, Director Song could no longer remain standing. Leaning against Cui Er's Exoskeleton Armor, his body still slid downward involuntarily.
Perhaps deliberately making Director Song suffer more, Prop truly moved at that moment. It sank into a horse stance, extended one arm forward and pressed the other back, assuming an exceptionally standard boxing posture.
The instant its body moved, flames flowed.
Dazzling Format Fire swirled and gathered inward around Prop's figure as the stance took shape and rose and fell with its breathing, like a freshly tightened catapult, tension naturally building.
The surrounding air temperature rose noticeably, even causing slight ripples and distortions.
With such a stance, plenty of people would believe it was a Body Cultivator powerhouse tempered through countless battles.
There was no shortage of experts in the Inner World's Live Stream Room. No one knew who started it, but rows of "Ooh, ooh, ooh!" Bullet Screen comments flooded the display, loudly praising both Prop's performance and Ronan's demonstration.
Yet Ronan, who had created this astonishing scene with his own hands, showed no satisfaction.
He merely shook his head and gave his final assessment:
"The furnace body has been set up, but this still cannot be called a genuine Fire Seed. It can only be said to be a state that is reasonably suitable under Earth's current spacetime