"Ah... Aah... Spare me... I'll never dare again." The man in the pitch-black robe rolled endlessly across the ground, his screams of agony impossible to stop.
The Kunlin Sword Sect members stared fixedly at the man struggling desperately on the ground. Even on the verge of death, he could not extinguish the flames, and a trace of fear appeared in their eyes.
For some reason, they had the feeling that if they had been struck by those flames instead, they too would have found it difficult to escape death.
A powerful gale swept up the dust, while fallen leaves danced through the air and filled their vision.
Suddenly, Elder Wei's eyes widened slightly. Beside the howling man on the ground stood a burly man draped in a coat, carrying a long case on his back.
"This man is very strong!" A trace of wariness crossed Elder Wei's face before vanishing.
Even with more than fifty Essence Apertures activated, she had not noticed when this man had arrived.
The man bent down and gathered a vortex of wind in his palm, flicking away the golden flames one by one.
"Thank you for saving me, sir. Thank you for saving me." The black robe had already burned away, leaving only scraps of cloth covering his private parts. The man's face was filled with gratitude.
Only after experiencing death did one better understand the preciousness of life.
"Who caused the flames on your body?"
Upon hearing his savior's question, he immediately poured out the entire story. Naturally, he made a few alterations, emphasizing how innocent he had been and how domineering and unreasonable the other two had been.
"Golden flames, a muscular and burly build, a buzz cut..." The man in the coat slowly straightened up. From the man's account, he had already