[After the crimson faded from your hands, a glow like scarlet flames still lingered between your slender fingers, like morning clouds not yet dispersed by the dawn.]
[This was the fourth realm of the Heaven-Refining Hand—"Flame Tribulation."]
[Since entering the Innate Realm, the profundity of the Innate Skill, the tyranny of the Heaven-Refining Hand, and the vast fortune of the Yan Territory had intertwined, bringing about an unprecedented transformation.]
[The Heaven-Refining Hand had six layers in total: "Kindling Fire," "Southern Candle," "Sealed Flame," "Flame Tribulation," "Fire Marsh," and "Zhurong."]
[At its current level, its might was so tremendous that even ordinary iron held in one's hand could slowly melt into molten metal.]
[At the "Fire Marsh" realm, one could gather the essence of fire within a designated area and create the wondrous spectacle of a land of flames. Yet such divine ability required one to enter the Celestial Realm through unity of Heaven and man, allowing the inner and outer worlds to resonate before one could command the spiritual energy of the outside world.]
[Against Owl Moon's peerless movement technique, attacking head-on would only be futile.]
[The true opportunity often lay hidden at the most impossible moment.]
[In battle, Owl Moon's speed was like a startled swan. A frontal attack could scarcely touch even the hem of his robes. Only by waiting for the right moment could one strike true.]
[Even if the Seven Disciples of Zhongnan and the Four Elders of the Sword Sect had exhausted themselves, they were no opening for Owl Moon to exploit. The true chance had been concealed in the instant Xiu'er hanged herself behind the house. At that moment, Owl Moon's mind had wavered.]
[That was the opportunity!]
[Yet regrettably, although this strike had injured Owl Moon, it had only barely managed to wound