Hong Wuyun's eyes went wide. From what Xiao Chen was saying, that strange divine fire blazing like a true sun between his fingers and palms actually stood above King Fire?
"Listen well. This is Truefire-Solar Truefire!"
In mere moments, Xiao Chen unleashed punch after punch, like a savage dragon sweeping through the land. Each punch shattered ten chains, blasting everything to nothing.
After breaking every chain, Xiao Chen leaped high and struck with devastating force, crushing Hong Wuyun's remnant soul.
Before it vanished, Xiao Chen showed him great mercy by clearing up his confusion, so that even underground, he could be a ghost who knew why he had died!
"Heaven-Burning Moon-Transforming Art, the ultimate in strength and yang, Solar... Truefire? Fuck... fuck... you..."
Flames consumed him, and amid his curses, Hong Wuyun turned entirely to smoke.
He had learned that the flames surging and coiling around Xiao Chen's fists were the legendary supreme king of fires, Solar Truefire.
Beyond his shock, Hong Wuyun wanted only to curse to high heaven.
He could not understand it. His bloodline was noble, his looks "handsome," and he possessed extraordinary blood. Why had heaven allowed him to awaken only Spiritual Fire?
Xiao Chen was utterly unremarkable, his bloodline feeble. Why could he command supreme Truefire?
The confidence and pride in Xiao Chen's final punch had convinced him that those terrifying flames truly were Solar Truefire.
"Already dead, and still fucking cursing!" Xiao Chen was speechless.
Hong Wuyun had been the gate's guardian. Once he perished, the Spirit Gate broke on its own.
Within Xiao Chen's Sea of Consciousness, the Calamity Hound's flames dispersed, and a purple moon rose, its boundless radiance illuminating every direction.
The next moment, terrifying cracks like beans popping in a pan erupted from Xiao Chen's bones, followed by the thunderous