Now, I can't wait to taste the last bite, the most important one.
What a pity..."
As Yu Ziqing began to digest that bite of flame, the power around him that devoured his yang qi abruptly plummeted.
Yu Ziqing saw the crimson flame start to change.
It transformed into a blue flame, then gradually into a blue halo.
Just as he had previously seen through Wang Zixuan's perspective.
He was submerged in this blue halo, which was not the power of cold qi.
But rather, it was absorbing yang qi, breaking the most basic balance, leaving only yin qi, manifesting as an overwhelming coldness.
No matter what kind of person Wang Zixuan was, at least in this matter, he did not lie.
The flame could not withstand that kind of cold, because it simply wasn't cold qi.
Resisting it with Fierce Sun Qi was like "adding fuel to the fire," the stronger the yang qi, the faster and greater the loss.
