"Flame Movement Carnage!"
Ye Yuan released all of his essence energy, wanting to shatter this world of ice and snow.
Yet, everything was futile. His Flame Movement Carnage was incapable of stirring up even a drop of sea spray.
But Ye Yuan did not have the intention of giving up. He swung his fists like this over and over again, repeatedly like a moth flying into the fire, all the way until he froze to death.
Then once more!
Ye Yuan already could not remember how many times he had died and how many punches he had swung.
Either way, every time he swung his fists, he had to go all out to release the Scorching True Intent to the limits!
"Still a little bit more! Just a tiny bit!"
These countless times of swinging his fists was not a wasted effort. Continuously persisting in the state of his limits, this made his utilization of the Scorching True Intent become even more practiced. The understanding became deeper too.
