Although Granny Mi was laughing, there was not a trace of warmth in her laughter, only an indescribable venom.
Ye Zhiqiu's heart jolted. Before he could react, the old woman's shriveled face twisted into a knot, and she let out a howl of utter agony.
Whoosh!
A speck of emerald flame ignited in the spirit medium's eyes. It swiftly tore through her eye sockets and burst out, enveloping her entire body from head to toe.
Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly let go, but the flames still grazed his fingers. He felt no burning heat, only a bone-piercing chill. The fingers licked by the flames went numb, as though frozen stiff.
"Yin fire backlash?"
Ye Zhiqiu's expression darkened. The fire-kindling realm involved igniting one's essence, qi, and spirit, turning them into fuel for condensing a True Talisman. Essence and qi became yang fire, while spirit became yin fire.
Within that mass of emerald flames, Ye Zhiqiu glimpsed an old, hideous face flickering in and out of view, letting out shrill screams like an evil ghost howling under the scorching flames of purgatory!
The sound pierced straight into his soul. Ye Zhiqiu immediately stirred the power of the yang fire within him. The air before him churned as though boiling, forming a tidal barrier.
As that warm energy flowed through his numb fingers, all the ice within them instantly thawed.
Hong Yuan merely found it noisy. He continued examining the dry well before him with keen interest. When Granny Mi brought the yin fire backlash upon herself, the crawling sound in his ears grew louder.
Li Ming, Ying Niang, and the others beside them fared much worse. As the ghostly shriek entered their ears, illusions immediately crowded their vision, bringing forth all manner of things they feared.
Their minds suffered a tremendous blow in