But how could sparks like these be extinguished with one's hands?
The moment Old Master Shang's hand touched the sparks, it too was set ablaze. A wave of searing pain shot through his hand, and involuntarily, he rubbed it against his body. As a result, his body caught fire as well... "Ah! Save me! Save me!" Agonizing pain wracked Old Master Shang's entire body. He began hopping frantically in place, his hands clawing wildly about as he sought someone to save him!
But at this moment, how could there possibly be anyone unharmed around him?
And not merely around him! Within roughly a hundred feet of Old Master Shang, nearly a hundred people were howling as they fumbled about in panic, desperately trying to put out the flames on themselves. The quicker-witted ones had long since thrown themselves to the ground and rolled fiercely, hoping to smother the fire... "Hahaha!" Seeing this, True Person Haoyun threw back his head and laughed from midair. Turning around, he said, "Junior Brothers, did you see that? My Fiery Flame Flute actually possesses such power! It truly... fills me with anticipation!"
True Person Haoyue and True Person Haofeng no longer concealed themselves either. They leaped into the air and flew to True Person Haoyun's side, cupping their hands with smiles. "Congratulations, Senior Brother, on your greatly improved cultivation!"
"Hehe, not at all, not at all!" True Person Haoyun waved a hand. "It is not that my cultivation has greatly improved. It is merely because the Primordial Qi here is abundant, allowing our magical artifacts to display their true might!"
"Oh???" True Person Haofeng froze, then immediately understood and burst into laughter as well. "Exactly... The secret manuals of our sect claimed that our magical artifacts possessed boundless power, like the bright moon itself. Yet