The call from deep within my heart summoned the flames, an event that should never have occurred. I had already lost the Vermilion Bird Seed, talents related to mana had been stripped away, and both my body and soul were damaged. The fact that I wasn't dead was already hard to comprehend. And yet, I could still wield mana. It was akin to building a castle in the air—impossible to explain.
But now is not the time for concerns like that. I needed to stop Shan Liangyi from killing someone important to me, and I had regained the power to move. If I wasted time debating logic, it would truly be unwise. I immediately reconstructed my body and soul with flames.
During this process, I noticed some differences.
