Amaterasu's black flames silently burned on, seeping into the depths of Feng Lin's heart and freezing his blood and soul.
To resist it, Feng Lin agitated his genes and spirit force at full power. However, all his efforts appeared meaningless before the black flames. Instead, they were rapidly engulfed and strengthened the black flames.
The strength of the black flames was a far cry from the demon sword, but it had a supreme characteristic. It was just like the Japanese Great God Amaterasu's divine flames, burning and engulfing everything.
This was an intrinsic difference between energies.
No matter how big a planet was, its quality wouldn't be comparable to even a field-size neutron star.
Feng Lin's power was repeatedly pushed back, and the black flame was relentless, heading for the greatest depth of his body.
His consciousness sank into the darkness, and he stood on the spot, not moving.
