As time passed, a night passed in the blink of an eye. The thousand-year-old Fire Spirit did not even show up.
The two of them were very patient and continued to hide in the flames.
Two days passed.
On the third day, as the noon sun grew stronger, Zhang Ronghua said,""We can't go on like this!"
Yang Hongling did not expect that the thousand-year-old Fire Spirit would be so difficult to catch. She had used the thousand-year-old Fire Dragon Grass to lure it, but two and a half days had passed and there was no trace of it.
After pondering for a while, he said,"Hold on a little longer. If it really doesn't work, think of another way.""
"You want me to try?"
Yang Hongling glanced at him and thought of his identity as a Soul Master. She was afraid of alerting him with her soul power, so she didn't dare to use it. However, after waiting for so long, although she was still patient, she was a little irritated. She asked,"Soul power can be hidden?"
"Sure!"
