The Cracking of the Collapsing Mountain was itself a terrifying flame-based technique, complete with molten magma and raging infernos. On top of that, Ryan possessed the Three Thousand Flames, an extraordinary flame that ordinary fire could never threaten.
Faced with the oncoming blaze, Ryan showed no hesitation.
He extended his hand calmly, passing straight through the roaring flames as if they were nothing more than a wisp of smoke. With a light flick of his wrist, his palm struck directly against the opponent's hand.
The result was immediate.
Ryan's hand emerged unscathed, his robe spotless, the flames utterly unable to leave even a trace. Under the protection of his overwhelming strength, the fire was as harmless as empty air.
But the same could not be said for his opponent.
"Ah—!"
A sharp scream rang out. The Qian Palace disciple felt a violent shock run through his arm, followed by a cracking sound. His palm had been struck so hard that it was nearly dislocated.
