"You're all too naive. This is what I wanted to say from the beginning, you've all been walking into a misconception."
Huo Wu's pupils shrank in an instant while Huo Wushuang's eyes widened, filled with a look of disbelief.
The white-hot flames gradually disappeared, melting a large hole in the ground of the arena, but within those weakening flames, a large cocoon quietly floated there. No, to be precise, it was suspended above the melted hole, supported by the Bluesilver Grass connected to the edges of the hole.
The cocoon, made entirely of Bluesilver Grass, had turned completely fiery red, radiating a dazzling brilliance. As the incandescent flames vanished, the grass began to unfold slowly, weaving itself into a large net above the hole, supporting the person's body.
Tang San stood there quietly, smoothing out the wrinkles on his team uniform, his gaze calmly observing the seven Blazing Academy members who had fallen completely into a stupor not far ahead.
