"The Daoist's mastery of this fire technique is so exquisite. If the Qi Cultivation disciples from Li Feng were fortunate enough to witness it, I'm afraid every last one of them would be overwhelmed with shame!"
Jiang Yi laughed heartily. With a flick of his wide sleeves, the golden and red flames suddenly collided. Like two streams of water pouring into a single flask, they merged into a dazzling ray of brilliant light over three feet long.
'Is this the Six Ding Fire? The one that's best at destroying Life Essence...'
A tremor ran through Feng Yuan's brow. The Samadhi Fire he nurtured within his body grew faintly restless. He was a cultivator at the Second Layer of Foundation Establishment; logically, there was no way he should fear a Daoist Skill from the Qi Cultivation Realm.
But the Six Ding True Fire that Jiang Yi had forged by combining the golden and red flames was specifically designed to suppress Upper Cultivators, and its power to ruin one's Life Essence was immense.
