"I don't know if you're afraid of fire."
Suddenly struck by a whimsical thought, Han Yu took a deep breath, puffing out his chest, and then exhaled violently.
"Go!"
With a wide-open mouth, a torrent of fierce flames surged forward furiously towards the opponent.
The blazing fire roared, sweeping forward so swiftly that Black Robe had no time to react.
A scorching heat surged in, enveloping Black Robe entirely in a sea of flames.
Amid the fiery sea, a figure could be seen moving around constantly, occasionally emitting cries of agony.
When the flames died down, Black Robe no longer looked anything like before. Now, most of the robes were destroyed, with the sleeves entirely burned away, revealing two charred arms.
As for the hood, it was burned to ashes.
Curiously, Han Yu raised his eyes, wondering what someone hiding so much would look like.
But when Black Robe looked up, there was only a head of white hair, and the face...
