A ball of golden flames continued to burn, and above this flame, there were two things. One was black, like an ointment, and the other was a small pile of black soil. Although these two things seemed to be next to each other, they were clearly separated, as if there was an invisible line in the middle, separating the two things.
Zhao Hai stared at the object, controlling the Golden flame in his hand. The fire he was using to refine these two items was the fire of law, which was much stronger than ordinary fire. Even so, he had not been able to refine these two items. It was clear how powerful these two items were.
