The blazing firelight slowly faded, revealing the figures of Shen Lang and Zhuge Ming.
Shen Lang stood tall, his hands clasped behind his back with a proud expression.
Zhuge Ming, however, was in a pitiful state, his entire body severely burned, almost no good flesh left, nearly roasted alive!
He lay on the ground with labored breathing, barely alive, clearly nearing his end!
"You, how can you be so... powerful..."
Despair filled Zhuge Ming's eyes, as he couldn't believe that the Second Prince, whom he could once easily manipulate, had advanced to such a level.
Though he was only at the Early Stage of the True God Realm, the flame in his hand was something even his Qiankun Eight Trigrams Formation couldn't withstand!
"Want to know? You're about to become a dead man, why should I tell you?"
With a disdainful glance at Zhuge Ming, Shen Lang's eyes flickered with hatred,
