Netherdark Variant Flame!
This was the innate divine ability Shao Li had developed after accidentally falling into the depths of an Insect Hive during the war and harvesting a variant flame spirit seed. His acquired root bone had already fused into his spiritual marrow, giving his fire escape spells extraordinary power.
It ranked among Dao Essence Tier supreme-grade treasured materials, so it could not only burn the void but also injure a person's primordial spirit. Its potential was truly boundless.
Even though Shao Li had yet to achieve Foundation Establishment, once he unleashed the flame he had refined and fused with his own primordial spirit, it was enough to sweep through opponents of his own level. It even posed a certain threat to Core Formation Cultivators and Nascent Soul Cultivators.
Precisely because of this, Shao Li had built quite a reputation over the past few years. Whenever a West River Gate disciple unleashed a variant flame of this color and shape, he would inevitably be the first person anyone thought of.
The power of this variant flame had already been proven in the war, so the Cloudthunder Sect disciple dared not meet it head-on and hurriedly dodged aside.
Shao Li flicked a finger, and the candle-tip-sized flame shot out like a streak of lightning, pursuing his opponent.
The variant flame was virtually weightless. Under the control of his magic power, it moved even faster than a flying sword. The Cloudthunder Sect disciple was struck at once and let out a wretched scream.
"Senior Brother Shao, spare him!" someone nearby cried urgently.
"Then get lost!" Shao Li did not actually want to kill him either. With a grasp from afar, he drew the flame back into his palm.
The faces of the Cloudthunder Sect disciples alternated between red and white. They