Afterward, under the guidance of the Realm Spirit, Chu Mo saw the fire.
The size of a small finger, it was a fluttering speck of blue flame carrying a hint of mystery.
"This is the famous Samadhi Real Fire?" Chu Mo stared at the small flame, somewhat taken aback.
Before this, he had done his homework on the tablet, understanding the reputation of the Samadhi Real Fire, but never seeing it in person. Now he knew what this famous fire looked like, and it was rather unremarkable in appearance.
"Underestimating it?" The Realm Spirit sneered, "Such a small clump of Samadhi Real Fire can directly burn an Emperor to death!"
"What?" Chu Mo's mouth fell open, disbelief written all over his face, "How is that possible?"
