The once grassy clearing had been reduced to scorch earth, dried and brittle dirt, and lifeless. The surrounding area of two hundred meters was this scene, without an ounce of green in sight. Bai Lin stretched out her large, snow-white wings as she let loose an avian yawned.
Wei Wuyin's clothing had been reduced to ash alongside the area. Completely naked, he stood with spots of burnt flesh and singed hair.
"Cough," he spat out a stuffy air. Scratching his head, he inspected Bai Lin, a hint of happiness and a tinge of fear within. Her Nirvanic Flames were terrifyingly powerful, ravaging and forceful. While his mortal body could forcefully withstand her fiery attacks, he was definitely a special existence.
