"Huang, there's no need to look anymore. This is a mystical ability that only Great Sovereigns have. When you reach that realm, you will have it too!" Ming walked over, the corners of his beautiful lips curling up slightly. Behind him, the place where the nine-colored flames passed was the cleanest place in the world. It could incinerate everything, even souls.
"Ming, am I very weak? But it doesn't matter. One day, I'll become stronger. Just as you said, one day, I'll be able to reach that realm too!" Beiting Huang clenched her fists tightly. Instead of saying it to Ming, she said it for herself.
