Laws interwove, flames engulfed the sky, and the runes within the Great Sun Treasure Bottle were dense and numerous. Each rune represented a powerful flame; thousands upon thousands of flames descended, turning everything they touched into a scorching sea of fire.
At this moment, Lu Yun felt very serene. Having clashed with top-tier powerhouses several times, he had gained a certain understanding of his own strength.
Judging by the aura and the Dao Weapons, he knew that the Divine Fire Ancestor was very powerful. No less imposing than Lei Zhenzi, whom he had repelled before.
Again in a position of advantage, he considered forcing his opponent to retreat, which he believed he could achieve. But that would not solve the problem.
The surrounding strong fighters were all eagerly watching, ready to pounce at the chance to challenge him or covet the Silver Dragon Grass. If he didn't respond with strength, there would be a never-ending stream of challengers. When would it ever end?
