Duan Yi watched as two flames emerged from Fang Bai's palm, sensing the terrifying heat within them. He couldn't help but feel apprehensive and cautiously retreated several dozen steps.
"Spirit fire... that is the legendary spirit fire..."
Bao Zhenhai fixed his gaze on the two clusters of spirit fire, speaking to himself in an excited tone.
In his younger years, Bao Zhenhai had traveled across three thousand great worlds, visited many regions, and gained extensive knowledge. Though he hadn't seen the spirit fire personally, he had heard many legends about it.
He knew that the spirit fire was born of heaven and earth, virtually eternal and unextinguished, with extraordinarily high temperatures. Wherever it appeared, hundreds of miles would become scorched land, and ordinary martial artists couldn't approach it. Conquering the spirit fire was as hard as ascending to the heavens.
