Amid fierce flames that all but burned through the sky, Luo Yue's face was merciless as it raised its spear and pressed forward with an unshakable advance.
"Ha!" Luo Yue roared, its spear almost turning into a streak of light as it smashed toward Chu Xingchen.
Chu Xingchen's expression remained calm. He raised Myriad Forms, which had taken the shape of a longsword, and slashed without hesitation at the imposing Luo Yue.
Boom!
Two figures flashed through the sea of fire, each of their simplest clashes seemingly poised to destroy everything.
Terrifying shock waves spilled out unchecked.
Yet shock waves powerful enough to flatten countless mountaintops could not even stir the flames here.
The two combatants seemed to be fighting furiously, but both were guarding against further sinister tricks, still only testing each other for now.
It looked perilous, but neither had truly staked everything yet.
But amid the flames, that snow-white figure, the little Flower Spirit that looked somewhat like Luo Yue, really was nearing the end of its road.
The little Flower Spirit cried out with all its might, only to be met by merciless flames.
Everything around it seemed utterly silent.
Until several figures appeared, fireproof talismans glowing on their bodies.
Their purpose was clear as they walked with delighted expressions toward the little Flower Spirit still struggling to flee amid the raging flames.
A faintly glowing yellow cloth cover went straight over the little Flower Spirit.
The raging fire burned everything away, seemingly burning away the little Flower Spirit's last strength as well. Or rather, it had long since run out of strength, and naturally could not evade the yellow cloth cover.
Just as it could not evade its fate.
Though they were still testing each other, Chu Xingchen could still rely on Myriad Forms to