Deep within his flesh and blood, faint glimmers of light lay dormant, utterly still and hidden away.
Through the Heavenly Eye's gaze, though it remained indistinct, he recognized it — a flame he was deeply familiar with, one he had encountered before!
"It somehow entered my body without my notice, and it hasn't scorched me!"
Shi Hao was deeply astonished. Beside the Nine Dragons Draw the Coffin, there had been a mysterious flame — unfathomably powerful, capable of driving away the Green Moon Flame. Its true strength defied imagination.
He had heard Qi Daolin mumble about it before. That flame could incinerate all evils, purify the heavens and earth, and in a certain sense, was no longer simply fire — it was composed of symbols.
These mysterious symbols emitted light and gathered together, merely resembling the form of flames.
