The white-haired elder looked at everyone without saying a word. They all knew he was waiting for the first person to step up. It was also clear that while the flame was harmless from a distance, getting too close could lead to self-immolation.
This flame was not just any flame; it was a fusion of all flame types in the world. Otherwise, how could such a Peerless God Weapon be forged?
The temperature of this flame was unbearable for most. No one present dared to approach.
"I'll go first."
Finally, a purple-haired man stepped out, disappearing in an instant and reappearing near the Flame Pool.
The Frenzy Sword within the Flame Pool was locked by eighteen Ultra-Hot Iron Chains, secured at the hilt.
The purple-haired man stepped onto one of the chains.
"Hiss—hiss—"
A smoking sound arose as heat emanated from under the purple-haired man's feet, a scorching sensation following quickly.
The purple-haired man quickly gathered a force at his feet, dispelling the scorching sensation.
