Zhu Zhuqing stared unblinkingly at the blazing flames, her eyes filled with tension and worry.
Within the firelight, Chen Xuanqing's figure flickered in and out of view, making it impossible not to worry about his condition.
"Brother Xuanqing!" Zhu Zhuqing cried out, her voice trembling slightly.
Xiao Wu remained relatively calm. After all, she knew Chen Xuanqing's strength well.
She gently patted Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder and reassured her, "Don't worry, Zhu Zhuqing! It's not as though we don't know how strong Brother Xuanqing is. He won't be beaten that easily!"
The Spirit Hall onlookers, however, felt very differently.
As they watched Chen Xuanqing amid the flames, their hearts filled with worry.
After all, Chen Xuanqing was not only His Highness the Holy Son, but also the pride of every one of them.
"Your Highness, are you all right?" someone called out, his voice full of concern.
"Bone Douluo is being far too ruthless!" another said indignantly, clearly displeased with Bone Douluo's attack.
As Spirit Hall's representative, Salas was also growing uneasy.
Watching the fierce battle unfold, he could not help hesitating.
He turned toward Ning Fengzhi, paused for a moment, and finally said, "Sect Master Ning, we con-"
Before he could finish, however, a figure emerged from the flames.
It was Chen Xuanqing!
Blue flames covered his crimson armor-the Bone Spirit Cold Flame burning his soul.
Yet Chen Xuanqing had already grown accustomed to that unbearable pain. One could even say he was beginning to enjoy it.
Chen Xuanqing smiled faintly, looked at Bone Douluo, and said softly, "Senior, since you're already going all out, I suppose I'll have to take this a little more seriously."
The moment he finished speaking, Chen Xuanqing vanished from where he stood. Everyone's vision blurred, and when they focused again, he had already teleported