Rumble!
Two utterly different yet immensely powerful flames began devouring and colliding with each other in the void. Whether it was the Dragon Clan's dragon breath or the Phoenix Clan's Southern Blazing Fire, both represented supreme forms of flame.
Along with the supreme glory of those two clans in ages past, they had spread throughout the Myriad Realms. Anyone with even the slightest knowledge of fire-based divine abilities would almost certainly recognize these two flames.
The Lizardman was immediately shocked. He had not expected Ye Xiwen to counter him head-on with another powerful flame no weaker than dragon breath.
The two flames devoured and deadlocked against each other, but that struggle lasted only a short while before the outcome was swiftly decided.
Ye Xiwen's Southern Blazing Fire transformed into an incomparably enormous phoenix that soared through the nine heavens. Everywhere it passed, the dragon breath instantly collapsed, utterly unable to contend with the Southern Blazing Fire.
"Impossible! How could dragon breath lose to Southern Blazing Fire?!"
The Lizardman was instantly stunned, and so was the old man in dark robes. Neither dared believe what they were seeing.
Though Southern Blazing Fire was formidable, dragon breath was no weaker, not at all beneath Southern Blazing Fire. That was precisely why they could not accept the reality before them.
However, although this Lizardman possessed Dragon Clan bloodline, it was far from pure. At most, he merely carried some Dragon Clan blood within him; he simply could not unleash pure dragon breath.
Ye Xiwen was different. Though he was not a member of the Phoenix Clan, the Southern Blazing Fire he wielded was utterly authentic. Even members of the Phoenix Clan had suffered at his hands, suffered under Southern Blazing Fire. How much less could this Lizardman withstand it?
"Die!"
Ye Xiwen pressed