"Why are you still standing there, add more fire!" Fire Spirit Child saw Shen Luo standing by and watching, and reminded aloud.
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo hesitated slightly, then took out the replicated Five-Flame Seven-Birds Fan and waved it towards the center of the formation. The roaring Southern Ming Separation Fire immediately swept into the crimson flames.
The temperature inside the formation skyrocketed instantly, and the spreading hot breath made Shen Luo lift his hand to cover his face, feeling incredibly scorching.
As the flames continued to burn, the Vermilion Bird Stone suspended in the center of the formation finally began to light up red, slowly becoming translucent until it resembled a red-hot branding iron.
"It's enough, place the flying swords in it," Fire Spirit Child said, feeling the temperature.
Without a word, Shen Luo released all eleven flying swords, which shot into the formation one after another.
