Soon, under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Xuan disappeared into the sea of fire.
Everyone present stared intensely at the spectacle, most of them with longing.
This was the capability of a martial arts master!
Chen Yuan took a deep breath, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the crowd, his expression shifting as he pondered over something.
After a while, Zhang Xuan emerged from the sea of fire.
A faint airflow around his body seemed to act as a barrier, shielding him from all the flames.
This scene deeply imprinted itself in Chen Yuan's mind.
In his previous life, he had seen many cheap special effects, but witnessing this right in front of his eyes was still shocking.
He now utterly believed the legends that martial arts masters could block rivers with a sword or shatter mountains with one finger.
"Lord Zhang, how was it?"
Wu Qingfeng, seeing Zhang Xuan emerge unscathed, let out a sigh of relief and quickly asked.
