Meng Huo, Jiu Tou Sen, Long Yuxi, and Mo Qingwen were dumbfounded as soon as they saw the inside of the alchemy furnace.
At first, Zhang Fei used one flame to heat his furnace, but he used five different flames to refine the herbs, something no other alchemist could do. After all, almost all alchemists only possessed one type of flame, and it was rare for them to possess two or more, yet he possessed five types of flames and used them at the same time.
Long Yuxi turned to Guang Zhiyi. "How can he have so many types of flames?"
"Is five really that many?"
"Huh? You mean he still has some other flames?"
"The phoenix flame, the dark phoenix flame, the dragon flame, the vermilion flame, the golden crow flame, the icy cold flame, the soul flame, the blood flame, the sky flame, the earth flame, the moon flame, the sun flame, and the primordial flame."
