The Holy Fire seemed a little dazed.
She... she actually did it?
How did she do it?!
In an instant, she awakened an intermediate Divine Soul Trait in someone. Even it couldn't do such a thing.
A human, actually possessing this kind of divine power.
Just what is this Ye Wu's background?
"Now, cooperate with Mo Ye and let him harness a part of the Holy Fire's power," Ye Wu said directly.
The Holy Fire's flames flickered.
How many years had it been.
It hadn't heard anyone command it like that in ages.
It was the exalted Holy Fire—how could it bow and scrape before a mere human!
The Holy Fire was about to resist.
Suddenly.
A chilling presence washed over, and it looked into Ye Wu's icy eyes, instantly shivering with fear.
Instinct told it—
It'd better not really provoke this woman!
The Holy Fire trembled, quickly splitting off an extremely tiny wisp of flame. That flame wobbled a bit, then landed directly atop Mo Ye's Divine Soul Dharma Form.
