The illusory true dragon let out a roar that shook heaven and earth. Crimson waves of fire, carrying the pressure of an Ancient Era true dragon, poured down upon Qin He.
The Sourcebirth pillar of light around Qin He trembled violently. Its golden-black patterns sizzled beneath the burning firewaves, while the Merit Golden Light on its surface actually began to melt like ice and snow scorched by the blazing sun.
The Lotus Flame in his palm grew increasingly restless. The interwoven crimson-blue flames kept curling inward, and the formerly docile Life-and-Death Power began to recoil against him under the crushing force of the Burning Heaven Law.
Bursts of searing pain ran through his meridians, as though countless tiny fire needles were piercing them. Each time he activated the Lotus Flame, the backlash intensified by another degree.
So strong!
Qin He could not help drawing in a cold breath.
"Useless."
Burning Heaven Lord's voice was cold and arrogant. The Flame Dragon Scale hovered above his head, and as dragon patterns flowed across it, fire energy throughout heaven and earth became ever more violent. "Before me, your flames are but fireflies compared to the sun and moon."
Before his words had faded, he raised a hand in a grasping motion. The illusory true dragon suddenly dove, its enormous claws wrapped in Burning Heaven Flame as they slammed toward Qin He.
Wherever the claw wind passed, space was scorched open into vast black fissures. The fiery aura spilling from those rifts even ignited the distant magma, turning it into rain that filled the sky.
Qin He's gaze darkened. He no longer forced himself to activate the Lotus Flame. With a sharp flick of his finger, the Lotus Flame instantly withdrew into his body, leaving the backlash to rage through his meridians.
He shifted