"Damn you! I'm going to refine you into a human pill today!" Yunxiao roared as a flaming cloud emerged between his eyebrows, and his hands moved faster, forming various incantation gestures. One huge incantation seal after another flew out of them, each turning the illusory cauldron that trapped Xingyang Kun more solid. At the same time, the flaming cloud on his forehead grew more vivid as well.
Xingyang Kun's eyes widened as he stared at the flaming cloud on Yunxiao's forehead in shock. He had a feeling that a power that had been sleeping for millions of years was slowly waking up in his opponent's body. A shiver that came from the depths of his soul rose from the bottom of his heart. "What are you doing? What is that flame!" he growled.
