Within the now almost near the end of the World Of Fire.
Ye Qian held the small fire sparrow in his hand with his eyes turning red.
The figure of God stood right in front of him with a small sphere of fire that was floating above his left hand, but now he had an understanding look on his face, however, no one could see it.
'Now I understand why he was able to come out of the lake without his soul power getting injured.'
The figure thought while the Noose which had formed out of the wisps of fire that was within the sphere started to show some faint cracks on its surface.
"CLINK"
The sphere shattered while the cracks on the Noose started to turn black, soon the whole Noose was covered in cracks and it also started to shatter.
"SWISSSHHH"
With a sudden blow of wind from the Noose, it disintegrated into tiny fragments of threads which then flew towards Ye Qian.
