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Primordial Energy Fire!
It was a pale blue flame, about the size of a candle flame, suspended above Lin Feng's palm. Lin Feng sustained the flame by constantly releasing a stream of Primordial Energy from his palm.
"No way, just this tiny flame? It doesn't look imposing at all!"
In Lin Feng's imagination, this was a Cultivator's true fire; it should have been a blazing inferno! After all the anticipation, the result was just a wisp of flame, flickering in his palm as if it could be extinguished at any moment, which was a huge disappointment to him.
Furthermore, this tiny flame consumed a considerable amount of Primordial Energy. Lin Feng roughly estimated that the amount of energy provided by the Peiyuan Pill he had just refined and ingested would probably only sustain the true fire for about half an hour.
To conserve Primordial Energy, Lin Feng hurriedly extinguished the flame in his palm. However, in the instant it went out, Lin Feng felt the power of the true fire.
