Revealing the Truth
Editor: Noodletown Translations
Yibing Han opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood out of rage.
Qingfeng Li was delighted after feeling the heat in the air caused by Golden Flame.
He thought to himself, "It reaches the incredible 30 thousand degrees. That's so great. I can kill Yibing Han with a single strike now."
But Qingfeng Li didn't do this, for there was a limitation of Golden Flame.
Qingfeng Li could use it for only three times. He had operated the flame once, with two more left. He didn't plan to use it up here.
There were other powerful elders around. He couldn't deal with all of them if used all the three chances at Yibing Han.
Qingfeng Li reached out his right hand and drew the Golden Flame back into his palm. The flame kept shrinking and turned to a tiny flare of golden fire at last.
Golden Flame was like a dancing butterfly in Qingfeng Li's hand. Then it entered Qingfeng Li's body and slept quietly.