With just that glare, the Fire Python seemed to have its fire snuffed out. After hearing Xiao Yu's voice, which made him tremble, he shrank back down without the slightest hesitation.
In a single instant, he vanished without a trace. Once the giant python disappeared, the Formless Flame also settled down, losing its earlier frenzy.
"That actually worked."
Xiao Yu blinked his violet-lit eyes, looking in surprise at the Fallen Heart Flame's Fire Spirit, which he had frightened into retreat.
Since the crisis was over, Xiao Yu drew all the origin flame divine thunder back into his body. His surroundings, which had been illuminated in violet, returned to their previous gloom.
As the temperature gradually rose, the ice fragments, no longer sustained by the Extreme-Cold Thunderfire, rapidly melted, finally turning into wisps of white vapor that vanished into the air.
Only after everything settled down did Xiao Yu breathe a sigh of relief.
The crisis had come quickly and gone just as quickly. It had been resolved in barely ten seconds.
Just as Xiao Yu was about to leave, something caught his attention.
A slight spatial distortion still lingered where the black hole had been.
"Could the Fallen Heart Flame really be that clever? Trying to wheel around for a surprise attack?"
In an instant, Xiao Yu's eyes turned black and white again, with thunder flickering constantly within them.
Only then did he see that what hovered above the black hole was not the Fallen Heart Flame's Fire Spirit, but a mass of distorted, invisible flame.
Xiao Yu discovered that this flame differed from those heart flames. It was stronger, larger, and exceptionally concentrated.
Raising an eyebrow, Xiao Yu beckoned toward the mass of Formless Flame. It actually passed through the spatial barrier and flew straight into his hand.
Worried