Ye Tianfan carefully waited for the fusion of the two types of flames. For some reason, Ye Tianfan felt that this fusion was different from the previous ones, and perhaps there would be significant changes after this fusion.
Slowly, the pale gray flame that had already fused in the middle became more and more abundant, while the pink and black flames became increasingly scarce.
The intense feeling grew stronger as well. Although he didn't know exactly what kind of change might happen, the feeling made Ye Tianfan look forward to the next change. Could it be that a qualitative change would occur when the three flames fused?
Immediately, Ye Tianfan let out a wry smile because he realized that the fusion of two flames was something he still couldn't fully control, let alone a fusion of three flames. Even if immense changes occurred, he likely couldn't use them.
