The Profound Plain True Fire contained a sharpness unique to the Metal Element, and refining it produced a stabbing pain that felt like it would tear his meridians apart.
Of all the True Fires Yang Jing had obtained so far, this was the most difficult to refine.
If he tried to refine it by force, it would rip through all the meridians in his body.
An ordinary cultivator would be helpless against this True Fire, but Yang Jing was different. He had already refined Four Elements True Fire and possessed a talent for Five Elements True Fire. His control over True Fire was far beyond that of others.
He cautiously drew a single wisp from the Profound Plain True Fire.
The Profound Plain True Fire reacted far more violently than the other True Fires. The mung-bean-sized flame instantly swelled, and the blazing platinum-colored True Fire transformed into a golden light that shot straight at him.
