The Thunder Shattered the Darkness

Especially the process itself—it was excruciatingly painful. Of course, the pain wasn't physical; it was in his soul...

Being reborn in flames didn't mean there was no cost, nor did it mean he was truly fearless. He wasn't the Chongming Divine Bird, after all. As his body was destroyed and restored, his soul still suffered some damage. Only because his spiritual realm had reached the peak of Level Ten, and the Qilin was protecting him, had he survived. Otherwise, against a Dimension Mage just as powerful and at the peak of Level Ten, even his soul might have been ground away.

The destructive power of the magic lasted for nearly half an hour before it finally churned up a gigantic mushroom cloud that shot into the sky.

The nearby mountains and forests looked as if they'd been stripped of a layer. The snow-covered peaks had become a desolate wasteland...

An Yan'er gazed at the mushroom cloud before him, then gestured toward the Forbidden Curse Mage not far away.

The Forbidden Curse Mage understood at once. With a casual sweep of his hand, he summoned a gale that forcibly scattered the mushroom cloud...

They wanted to see whether Tang Miao was still alive.

In truth, they had believed that no matter what forbidden spells he possessed, he was still human. With six Forbidden Curse experts attacking at full strength while he was restrained, Tang Miao should have been doomed.

But unless they could see what was inside the cloud, he still wouldn't dare let down his guard.

The gale swept through, scattering the mushroom cloud far into the distance in an instant.

Tang Miao's figure was gone from the sky, but in its place was a body of flame!?

The wind fed the fire. As the gale scattered the mushroom cloud,