As the flames ignited, a glimmer of hope finally appeared in his eyes.
With a flick of his fingertips, the blue flames split into four, flying towards the four great Fire Spirits.
In the end, he cast a hateful glance at Luo Chen, transformed into a blue Glint, and flew away into the distance.
By the banks of The Great River.
Luo Chen watched him escape with indifference.
Beside him, Han Zhan's voice rang out again.
"He endured a few of your punches earlier, his physique damaged, and after twice activating the Jiao Tribe Heritage True Device, his Qi Power was greatly depleted. Coupled with his original injuries, he is now a Remnant Candle in the wind. Won't you take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill him?"
"No."
"Oh, you've changed your style. Didn't you keep saying you wanted him dead before?"
"It was mere harsh words uttered in battle, nothing more. After all, it's not easy to exterminate a Nascent Soul True Master."
