Scorching air currents stirred the loose hair on Mo Wang's forehead. He stood where he was, looking at the empty space before him, at the patch of charred marks left on the ground, and could not help frowning slightly as he murmured to himself, "That simple?"
It seemed to have been resolved far too easily.
Sure enough, the moment his doubts arose, a sudden change erupted!
The embers of the flames that had yet to fully die out seemed to be drawn by an invisible force and began spinning rapidly, gathering together! Almost in the blink of an eye, a Huodou identical to the one before was reborn from the flames with a roar and lunged fiercely at Mo Wang once more!
Mo Wang's gaze sharpened, and he swung his fist to meet it.
Once again, the Huodou was blown apart by his power.
Flames gathered again, and the Huodou was reborn.
He blew it apart again, and it was reborn again.
The cycle began.
Mo Wang did not know how many times he killed the Huodou.
Five times, ten times, twenty times... Each time, he crushed it with absolute force, but each time, it would condense again from the altar's shadows, from the lingering flames, even from the scorching energy that permeated the air, as though it were inexhaustible, undying and indestructible.
Mo Wang's movements remained sharp and efficient, but the intervals between his punches were lengthening by the slightest, barely perceptible degree.
"...Something's wrong." He muttered under his breath, and after blasting the charging Huodou into sparks that filled the air once more, he did not immediately press the attack. Instead, he retreated half a step, putting some distance between them.
At that moment, his eyes fully transformed into a pure, majestic gold. Wherever his gaze fell, everything