The four words were understated and inconspicuous, yet the scorching heat had already risen completely, surging into the sky, twisting the air.
The crimson flame was so intense that Xiao Runlin, clad in red, had to squint to see clearly. What seemed like a flat road just a few steps away appeared distorted like a mirage, seemingly close yet untouchable and unreachable.
And the teahouse rest stop just a dozen steps away appeared to be unaffected.
A very clever technique.
Extremely clever.
He extended his right hand, soothing the restless mount beneath him, a pale blue dragon horse which moved its left hoof, snorting continuously. If it wasn't for its rigorous training, it would have already collapsed to the ground.
