The room lay in ruins.
The sandalwood tables and chairs had been reduced to dust, and the priceless antiques were now nothing but rubble.
The lingering force of the azure Qi still surged through the wreckage. At the silent heart of the devastation wrought by a Dou Emperor expert's loss of control, Yun Yun stood frozen as ice.
The blood had drained from her breathtakingly beautiful, dignified face, leaving it as pale as paper.
Her phoenix eyes, usually as cool and clear as an autumn pool, were now fixed on the fingertips of the black-robed figure across from her.
There, a flame burned quietly.
It was neither the scarlet of ordinary Beast Flame nor the wild fury of Heavenly Flames.
It was a deep, tranquil blue, as pure as the eternal silence at the bottom of a ten-thousand-zhang abyss. The tiny flame hovered in the air, no larger than a bean, and gave off not the slightest wave of scorching heat. Instead, it radiated a strange warmth, gentle as jade.
The instant that aura appeared, the mighty Dou Qi surging through Yun Yun like a river began to resonate violently, without warning!
No—that wasn't resonance.
It was something born from the very source of her cultivation technique, a nearly instinctive... submission and yearning!
Like a dying traveler crossing a scorching desert, suddenly glimpsing the legendary fountain of eternal life!
"Heavenly Flame?"
The thought flared in her mind, only for her to snuff it out at once.
No!
Ordinary Heavenly Flames were overbearing beyond compare, wild as a fiery steed. They would only clash violently with her wind-attributed Dou Qi.
But this flame before her...
Its aura was gentle and embracing, yet carried the supreme majesty of an emperor ruling over all waters.
This aura... the legendary aura recorded only in