Mu Chen's eyes turned cold. Xuan Huang Flame slowly emerged from between his hands, pouring over the Ink Shadow Sword in his grip like mercury. It flowed down the pitch-black blade and rapidly corroded the surface of the massive shield Mo Cheng had raised.
Hiss, hiss!
Like ice and snow in the depths of winter meeting the blazing sun of midsummer, the massive shield blocking the Ink Shadow Sword was swiftly burned into a crater by the terrifying Xuan Huang Flame. Mo Cheng's dense Earth Attribute Dou Qi rapidly collapsed, and his expression changed at once.
Mo Cheng stared in horror. "What is this? It actually burned through the Dou Qi defense I put up with all my strength."
Mo Cheng's heart trembled. Turning his head, he finally saw the culprit. It was a deep-yellow flame resembling a fiery python. Under his gaze, the gently flickering flame shone as brilliantly as gold, dazzlingly magnificent, yet it exuded a terrifying aura that made Mo Cheng's scalp tingle, as if merely touching it would reduce him to ashes.
A dreadful thought flashed through his mind, and Mo Cheng cried out, "Such terrifying flames... could they be Heavenly Flames? That absurd rumor was actually true? You really possess Heavenly Flames!"
The news concerning the Heavenly Flames had long spread through more than half of the Jia Ma Empire. However, because the owner of those Heavenly Flames was said to be merely a young Dou Master, almost everyone had chosen not to believe it.
After all, Heavenly Flames represented destructive power. Even for a Dou Wang, the chance of successfully subduing Heavenly Flames after devouring them was extremely slim. More likely, they would be devoured by the Heavenly Flames instead.
There were countless tragic examples like this. It was precisely because such precedents were