"You're really something else, kid. A natural-born Demon Lord, able to be so self-righteous even while admitting you're evil."
Yara, carrying Su Zhou's phone, rolled down from his head and onto the table, trying to avoid the Karmic Fire. It shook its head. "It's unlikely to burn yourself to death, but I'm warning you—when that Karmic Fire ignites, it's incredibly painful."
But at this, it couldn't help but laugh. After all the battles he'd been through, had Su Zhou ever been a stranger to pain?
It was just as he himself had once said: if you can't endure pain, how can you bear being undying? Su Zhou, possessor of the Undying Blood, was perhaps the person in this world most capable of enduring pain.
So, it fell silent. It quietly watched Su Zhou and touched the cold flame with the tip of its finger.
In the next instant, the Karmic Fire, which had barely covered the young man's arms, suddenly erupted into a roaring blaze that engulfed Su Zhou's entire body.
