"Refine!"
Xu Ping wasted no time and opened his mouth to exhale.
A Nascent Soul True Flame the size of a fist slowly flew out from his mouth.
The True Flame swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a fiercely burning cyan flame, completely enveloping the imprisoned Thunder Spirit.
Sizzle——
Roar!!!
A shriek so harrowing that it seemed inhuman echoed from within the flames.
In the True Flame, the Thunder Spirit twisted and struggled madly, releasing more violent thunder in an attempt to resist.
However, under the Nascent Soul True Flame, it was all in vain.
...
Eastern Nanchuan Realm, Ghost Mist Forest.
This is a forbidden region devoid of any sign of life.
The ever-present gray-black mist shrouded the entire mountain range like a massive coffin.
