In the alley, Xue Jing sat on the ground, staring at the cluster of Black Flame burning in his palm.
"Shadow Flame..."
Curiously, he made the black flame dance back and forth between his left and right hands.
It was incredibly free and smooth to control, like an extension of his limbs, without the slightest awkwardness or obstruction.
After some thought, Xue Jing casually picked up a brick from the ground and had the Shadow Flame cling to it.
"Boom!"
The silicon-based material, which should have been difficult to burn, was ignited like wood.
The brick gradually melted within the Black Flame, turning to ash after several dozen seconds and dispersing into the air.
"It's completely different from ordinary fire."
"Or rather—its essence isn't flame. It merely takes the form of black fire."
Xue Jing pondered.
He ignited another brick with the Shadow Flame. This time, he only burned it for a while before dismissing the flame.
He reached out and touched the stone. Aside from its scorched, pitted surface, there were no signs of carbonization. It was cold to the touch as well.
"The temperature doesn't change, so it isn't a high-temperature attack... Is it conceptual damage to matter, without any properties at all?"
Xue Jing experimented in the alley for a while and gained a preliminary understanding of the Divinity Skill, Shadow Flame.
"The larger the surrounding area of shadow, the more Shadow Flame can be converted, and the lower the consumption..."
"The damage it causes has nothing to do with physical properties... it depends only on strength... This man's skin is extremely tough. It takes a long time to burn through it."
Watching a cluster of Shadow Flame burn for quite some time before finally leaving a small hole in the man's arm, Xue Jing nodded.
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