The blue Fire Seed had barely touched the mountain of evil beast corpses when it exploded like it had met dry kindling. Emerald flames soared into the sky, and scorching heat waves carried charred chunks of flesh through the air. Even the blood-colored clouds above Sin City were tinged with a faint azure glow.
The Fu Family elder holding the staff was intently observing the blaze when a faint stab of pain suddenly came from his soul. The innate connection between him and the Southern Ming Li Fire was stirring abnormally.
He clenched his spirit staff abruptly, his pupils shrinking as true essence around him rippled beyond his control.
"Something's wrong..."
The elder lowered his head to look at his palm. The lingering warmth from when he had activated the Southern Ming Li Fire was still there, yet his connection to the Fire Seed now seemed as though a strand had been forcibly severed.
"My Southern Ming Li Fire... is missing a trace?"
He hurriedly closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into his innate fire mark.
The Illusory Shadow representing the Southern Ming Li Fire still flickered, but upon closer inspection, one could see that an insignificant spark was missing from its edge, as though a layer of weld marks had been scraped off a red-hot branding iron.
The elder suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the Evil Beast Tide below the city like lightning.
The densely packed fiends were still crazily battering the web of light. The scarlet pupils of the Thousand-Eyed Demonic Soul flashed without cease, while the Giant-Armed Evil Ape, five zhang tall, was smashing its shattered bone armor against the wall of fire. Everything appeared no different from before.
Yet the unease in his heart only grew stronger.
The Southern Ming Li Fire