Rumble...
Zhang Fan exhaled a burst of fire from his mouth, distorting and warping the surrounding air. The vast room was instantly consumed by the blazing True Flame, spreading towards the entire building.
The wooden structure of the small building ignited in the blink of an eye.
"Truly remarkable."
Yun Jianyue held a candle, sighing softly.
The sigh was melancholic and profound, gently echoing in the dim, empty room.
The room remained the same...
No fierce flames, no scattered debris, no dripping blood, and even Zhang Fan was still standing there, unscathed.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the wooden door behind him had just closed, the deafening sound still lingering in his ears.
Zhang Fan felt a bit dazed and instinctively looked up, only to see Yun Jianyue's candlelight flickering brightly, the flames distinct and profound.
