The Cinnabar Red Demon Flame burned on the Saint Minister's body for nearly three days before Little Fen Yang brought the good news.
At that moment, it was nighttime, and Du Yu and the others were still in the Wilderness Forest of the Asa Empire, pursuing the remnants of the Cold Race with the help of the Wolf Lake Celestial Wail.
"Du Yu, Du Yu~"
"What's the matter?" Du Yu was riding the Desolate Silver Lynx, pulling his bow and arrow, watching the ghostly shadows flitting through the forest.
"Thunk!" As Du Yu released his fingers, the bowstring tightened, and a Fire Arrow swiftly shot out.
Little Fen Yang said, "Little Demon Fire says the bad guy is finally cooked!"
"Finally cooked, huh." Du Yu murmured, feeling somewhat complicated.
The burning lasted for such a long time.
This was entirely unexpected for Du Yu!
Even the Emperor's Minister, the Demon Fire never burns for more than an hour before being fully accomplished.
