Chu Yang's robe was as black as ink. The flames rolled with a flapping sound as he dashed out from the middle of the soaring fire with the whistling sound of the wind.
He appeared like an overwhelming wild dragon rolling about in the sea of fire. Surprisingly, the flames around him started to whirl and disperse. It seemed as if the fire had the intelligence to avoid making contact with his body.
Jing Menghun would've been extremely surprised to see this.
Chu Yang was radiating a strong cold energy since he had consumed the Seven Shades of cold energy derived from the Mysterious Ice Jade Paste. In fact, Chu Yang had even consumed the source of the Mysterious Ice Jade Paste.
It was so cold that it could freeze a stone… and frost-break it into tiny fragments. Then, how could a little fire affect it?
Chu Yang pranced and leapt towards the place where Jing Menghun's voice had come from. He rushed ahead like a hurricane.
