A short while later, the instant they burst out of the Crystal World, all four staggered and fell onto the black stone ground.
Scorching killing intent enveloped them again, but compared with the lethal searing of the starfall flame moments before, this discomfort was nothing.
Su Qinghan was the first to buckle. Clutching his chest, he spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, his face pale as paper. The fiery mist around him dispersed completely, and he could barely remain standing.
The laws of the starfall flame had eroded his meridians. Every breath felt as though countless tiny needles of fire were piercing through them.
Li Lie was hardly better off. The sleeve over his left arm had been charred black by the flowing flame, and his flesh had split and curled back, taking on an eerie crimson hue. Gritting his teeth, he tore away the ruined fabric. Flames stirred at his fingertips as he tried to cauterize the wound, but the moment they touched it, he sucked in a sharp breath of pain.
The lingering power of the starfall flame had actually taken root in his wound. Even his own fire origin power could not suppress it.
Bracing himself against a black stone, Zhao Yan barely managed to straighten up. His chest heaved, the pure fire law around him had dimmed by more than half, and cold sweat covered his forehead.
To cover the others' escape, he had taken a direct hit from the starfall flame. His law barrier had been damaged, and the fire origin power within him churned like boiling magma.
Qin He landed last. The lotus flame at his fingertips had long since withdrawn, leaving faint scorch marks on his palms.
While tearing open the encirclement of flowing flame, he had come perilously close to exposing