Li Qingyun remained silent, watching the flame darting towards him. With a wave of his hand, he made the Green Lotus bloom and let the flame reach his face, catching it with his hand.
Incredibly, he caught the azure Dao Fire on the tip of his index finger.
"Sigh..."
A long sigh echoed through the void.
As breezes blew from all directions, the clouds shrouding the Saha Golden Mountain dispersed.
The Liangyi Micro Dust Grand Formation activated.
Upon witnessing this, Qu Linghuai and Yu Lingchu, exhausted to their limits and looking decades older, performed a spell gesture and bowed in salute. Without a word, they turned and stepped down from the arena resignedly.
Li Pan was utterly bewildered.
"...Huh? What's happening? Is it over??"
Li Qingyun looked at the flame on his fingertip. With a pinch, he extinguished the fire that had taken so much effort to summon, murmuring to himself,
"Hmm... My master has taught me this... Just like that, it's over..."
