"Finally mastered it."
Zhang Fan let out a long breath, but it was hot and scorching. Just this breath alone could incinerate a corpse and burn the body.
In his eyes, red light flowed, and with each thought that moved in his mind, the surrounding flames would dissipate a bit. By the end, the firelight was gone, leaving only scorched earth all around.
"Daoist True Flame, truly deserving of its name, the fire moves with the mind."
Sui Chunsheng stared at Zhang Fan in awe, only having respect and fear in his eyes.
Back in Gusu City, Zhang Fan's [Fire Dragon Pill Sword] was just beginning to take shape, and in such a short time, it had actually been completed.
This was not ordinary mortal fire, but Daoist True Flame, kindled by the mind, extinguished by the mind, born and perished in an instant.
"Was this guy really Zhixia's ex-boyfriend? Didn't they say he was an ordinary person? How can he be this fierce?"
