Lu Ban had once seen the Pure Fire from the Great Shrine of He Dao, a pale flame that could ignite even the air itself, and within its fierce blaze, even eternity could dissolve away.
But he had never seen the Pure Fire from a common shrine maiden.
It was said that only the Shrine Maiden Lord of the Great Shrine of Harmony Island could command the Pure Fire, which was a fiery tapestry bearing the divine will. Before this flame, a common shrine maiden had but one fate—complete incineration.
Yet, in Amber's hands, the pale flame ignited.
This flame appeared cold and indifferent, as merciless as the gaze cast down by the gods themselves.
Within the pallor, there was a myriad of iridescent colors like a rainbow, the purest black roiling and enveloping the pale fire, quickly shrouded by ash-gray. Countless hues brewed within this flame, and no one could discern every color present.
"Pure Fire."
Lu Ban knew that seeing this flame meant Amber's will was resolved.
