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"Unknown flames..."
"Merely slightly stronger than the Black Crow Flame..."
Beneath the Stone Pavilion.
After watching Fu Qiu and Zhong Mudao gradually disappear from his line of sight,
Luo Changfeng waved his hand, summoning the unnamed flames from within his body.
The color of the Spiritual Fire was still pitch black, still as deep as ever.
Even, the blackness of this Spiritual Fire,
was at least dozens of times more intense and rich than that of Black Crow Flame.
The blackness of this Spiritual Fire was an extremely pure black.
While the blackness of Black Crow Flame…
was not so pure.
"Hmm?"
Just as Luo Changfeng was about to retract the flames back into his body,
that deep, pitch-black Spiritual Fire,
suddenly pulsed.
From that mass of Spiritual Fire, Luo Changfeng seemed to detect a hint of yearning.
"Do you want?"
Luo Changfeng looked at the flame before him,
and tentatively whispered a question to it.
[Sizzle sizzle sizzle...]
