Feeling the tumultuous flames on the surface of the river, countless ghosts at the riverbed shivered incessantly.
Lin Fang gave a soft smile, waved his hand, and the surging flames gathered in his hands, slowly condensing into a small orange flame.
If one had not seen the scene before, it would be hard to associate this tiny flame with the previously overwhelming fire.
"The Demon Emperor's flame is indeed useful," Lin Fang muttered as he put away the flame and placed it on the fourth level of the Glazed Glass Tower.
This ball of flame was his previous harvest.
When the Demon Emperor transformed into a sky full of flames, Lin Fang was fortunate enough to obtain one of the flames.
Because he was proficient in the way of flames, the moment he made contact, the method to practice the Red Lotus Karma Fire popped into his mind.
