In this skill, Jiang Wang had long since bloomed his own flower, infused with unique vitality. Therefore, his Flame Flower Burning City was bound to be different from Zuo Guanglie's.
Zheng Shangming stepped into the courtyard and saw this flower of flame, eternally in cycles of creation and destruction. The most direct feeling he had was "beauty," and then he was awestruck by its vitality.
"Your flame flower should have surpassed Zuo Guanglie's by now, right?" he couldn't help asking.
The flame flower on his fingertip condensed into a tiny spark, and then returned to his fingertip without wasting a bit of Path Origin.
"At this level, there's already a limit. Everyone's at that point, there's no talk of surpassing. If we're talking about higher applications, there's still quite a gap," Jiang Wang said, looking at Zheng Shangming. "It seems you are ten percent sure about the case."
