The area was empty, save for the deep crater created by Lu Chen's earlier Spear Strikes the Sky move, and it was utterly flat.
There was only one giant rock.
Lu Chen hardly dared to breathe.
The spell had been cast; he wasn't incapable of stopping, but doing so would result in a backlash that could injure his meridians.
It was the same with any cultivation technique—once started, to interrupt it would inevitably come with a cost.
And this was even truer for the Fire Control Magic Formula.
This also meant Lu Chen couldn't give his all to escaping using the strength of his legs.
"No, if I keep running like this, sooner or later the Spiritual Fire will catch up!"
Lu Chen gritted his teeth in frustration. He considered himself to be extremely cunning, but now he had been ensnared by Earth Fire, and naturally felt some resentment.
Moreover, if someone else were to arrive, he'd be the one at a disadvantage!
No one could refuse a wisp of Spiritual Fire, let alone Earth Fire!
