Under the surge of the Spiritual Light from the comb, the air was in turmoil, swirling towards Li Yue like a gathering of rivers or a rushing mountain flood, rippling and roaring towards him. It was as if three thousand strands of hair were being dragged down by the comb, creating an astonishing momentum.
Li Yue's momentum was halted, releasing a reluctant roar. He shook his sleeves, revealing a crimson disc of Fire Spiritual Energy on his robe.
In an instant, he became as bright as the sun in the sky, radiating a huge fiery light like a towering, raging fire. It seemed to turn into a pillar of flame, shooting straight up.
Boom!!
The two spells clashed, causing a loud explosion. Thick clouds of mist churned and rolled, scattering in all directions.
The air became unbearably hot instantly.
A gust of wind whip up a wave of heat, the burning sensation suffocating everyone.
