Lin Feng quietly probed the boundaries of the power of the Grand Sun Primordial Flame. Like nine suns blazing in the sky, it was immense, all-encompassing and infernal.
The brightest and strongest fire in all heavens and earth could not light a match next to the power he felt.
This was the antithesis of all things unholy. It did not even need to touch them; its mere presence was enough to evaporate all unholy things near it by simply concentrating the Yang energy in the atmosphere.
Lin Feng did not possess the Mantra of the Grand Sun Primordial Flame, so even if he managed to cultivate a huge amount of the Grand Sun Primordial Flame he was unable to control them.
It would be easy to defeat ordinary foes, but when it comes to enemies who had cultivated the Grand Sun Primordial Flame too the tables would be turned against him quickly.
