The cultivators who weren't fighting for their lives saw it. They saw Kael Vorn—Mana Heart Rank 8, the weakest cultivation in the entire cavern—walk directly into the Demonic Asura Lotus Flame and disappear.
The purple-black fire swallowed him whole, his silhouette warping and distorting like a mirage before vanishing completely.
Silence. Even the Fire Spirits hesitated, their burning heads turning toward the flame's core as if sensing something profound had shifted.
Michael Weston stared, his Aegis Avatar flickering around him. His golden eyes were wide, the pupils contracting. "That moron, he walked into the flame."
Valerius Kaine stood beside him, blood trickling from a cut on his forehead. He muttered, "Either he's insane or he knows something we don't."
