As they watched the flames sweep toward them, all the prisoners felt utter despair.
"No-!"
"Why?! Why are the flames coming from every direction?!"
"That dust! It's that dust!"
"Our own flesh and blood became fuel!"
"Aaaaaah-!"
Screams rang out amid the flames.
The Awakener who regenerated through splitting was burned to ash.
The fluid Demon was evaporated into vapor.
Both bodies of the prisoner with twin-body regeneration burned at once.
No matter how many lives they had.
No matter how powerful their regeneration was.
Before the flames that were everywhere-
It was all futile!
The flames dispersed.
Everything within Malevolent Shrine had been burned to nothing!
The old man stood in the distance, his mouth open wide enough to fit a pineapple.
His hand still gripped his Tang Dao, but the blade was trembling slightly.
It was his hand that was shaking.
"This... this brat..."
His voice was so hoarse it was barely audible.
"Wait, you have fire powers too?!"
Fire was supposed to be his signature ability. How did this brat have it too?
Qi Wu turned around and saw the old man's expression, as though he had seen a ghost. The corners of his mouth curled upward.
He shrugged.
"As the ace, isn't it normal for me to have a few extra abilities?"
"Normal, my ass!" The old man nearly threw his sword away. "That fucking move of yours just burned through the entire sky above the Prison!"
"I've lived all these years and seen plenty of fire users, but never anyone who used fire like you!"
"That dust... you actually used their own flesh and blood as fuel?!"
Qi Wu smiled.
"It's called making the most of what you have."
"They were going to die anyway. Contributing a little fuel before they died was a way