At this moment, blazing flames surged without end.
Boundless searing heat and the might to burn all things had enveloped Fang Xiao completely.
Even though Fang Xiao had pushed his Dao Domain to its limit, he still found it difficult to withstand even a fraction of it.
His Dao Domain was like a lone boat amid a raging sea, every wave capable of capsizing it.
As for Fang Xiao himself, he seemed to be walking atop a great sun. Though the waves of fire were kept outside, he still felt as if he could be ignited and reduced to ashes at any moment.
Naturally, all of this was guided by Zhang Tiansheng's will.
He wanted Fang Xiao to remain in this perilous state, balanced on the threshold between life and death, where he seemed able to hold on just a little longer.
And Fang Xiao truly experienced the sensation of walking along a cliff's edge, liable to plunge to his death at any moment.
Even knowing that Zhang Tiansheng would exercise restraint, he could not help but feel a trace of fear toward death.
This was not because Fang Xiao was timid or cowardly.
In truth, fear of death was an instinct people were born with; no one was exempt from it.
It was not as though tempering one's resolve to a certain degree would make one fearless in the face of life and death.
There was nothing shameful in retreating out of fear of death.
Yet only by facing life and death head-on could one reveal great perseverance.
As the saying went, a gentleman did not stand beneath a crumbling wall. Such a reckless, all-or-nothing choice might not seem advisable.
Yet everyone had their own convictions, for which they could throw themselves into danger and cast life and death