Although the Nine Nether Prison Flame could steadily suppress the Vermilion Bird True Fire, its consumption was simply too great.
Even Ye Lin was struggling to bear such immense expenditure.
But at present, there was no other way.
The most important thing now was not to worry about his own consumption, but how to swiftly get close to this woman and then cut her down.
"Damn it, why is this bastard like a rock? Why won't he burn to death?"
Watching Ye Lin draw ever closer, Vermilion Bird began to panic as well.
Maintaining the Vermilion Bird True Fire was also enormously draining for her.
In the past, Vermilion Bird True Fire at this level would have long since burned a Daluo Golden Immortal to death.
Yet this bastard had not only failed to burn to death, but was continuing to advance, getting closer and closer to her.
Once this guy got close, her life would likely be in danger.
The Vermilion Bird True Fire that had always swept aside all before it had met a true opponent at this moment.
It left her completely at a loss.
What was she supposed to do now?
What could she do?
If she dispersed the Vermilion Bird True Fire now, this guy would arrive before her in an instant.
If she ran, she had no idea how those two were faring in their battle. If they won while she fled, then when they met again in the future, there would likely be a rift between them.
"All Things Fall Silent."
At that thought, a vicious glint flashed through Vermilion Bird's eyes.
Fuck it. She would stake everything on this.
In an instant, terrifying black flames coiled around Vermilion Bird's body. These black flames radiated an aura of utter deathly stillness.
At first