As the teal beam took control of the Crimson Flame, countless thin threads like long needles, branched out from the mirror held aloft by Hongxi and pierced into the Crimson Flame's body.
Almost like a dying candle in the wind, Crimson Flame's vermilion and black body was restless.
Li Fan keenly noticed the teal threads seemed to be extracting something. The Crimson Flame was slowly shrinking and its momentum was continuously weakening.
Though Crimson Flame tried to break free, it was like an insect stuck in a spider's web. The more it struggled, the tighter the threads bound it.
The grand teal net tightly locked onto the Crimson Flame.
Its ungraceful state was in stark contrast to its Essence of Heaven and Earth Unity Power that Li Fan remembered from its previous lives, where it had at least put up a good fight even in defeat.
