Heavenly Judgment had rarely failed, so Xu Kun had to consider how to break this Saint Realm that had sealed off the entire world.
The best way was to kill Murong Fu. Then the Asura Saint Realm would naturally collapse.
But how could it be easy to kill him on his own turf?
More importantly, Xu Kun did not dare leave his Eternal Flame Body state lightly. Asura Power was far too powerful. Without the power released by burning Wuzhong Heart Flame together with the Jitan Bloom, Xu Kun might have been crushed to death!
This was the advantage brought by the gap in realms.
Sensing the Wither-Bloom Tree within him, Xu Kun exhaled a breath of fiery, turbid air.
It would have been better if he could connect the power of the twelve paths through the Wither-Bloom Tree. Then even incompatible attributes could achieve perfect fusion.
Unlike now, he did not dare unleash the powers of the other paths. Only things like the wind element, which could pair with fire, would keep his condition from declining and allow him to maintain perfect combat readiness.
As for abilities such as ice and water, while they were not incompatible with Xu Kun, using them would inevitably come at the cost of fire's full output.
Black smoke churned all around, pouring into a vortex.
Murong Fu's voice rang out again like the roar of an enraged demon god. "Ah! Damn you, Xu Kun! I won't forgive you!"
Murong Fu was deeply horrified. Within his own Saint Realm, he had even unleashed Pozhi Power and transformed into his Pochizhen Body. Yet against Xu Kun's assault, one of his arms had been burned away by a single punch.
At this moment, Asura Power gathered around his right arm. Yet it was no longer a