Ji An scratched his head. The concept of fire representing warmth and vitality was understandable, but what did the passionate fervor of magic intent mean?
Did spirit plants need this kind of 'energy'? Was this akin to boosting the spirit plants?
No, it was more like nourishing them with motivational 'chicken soup for the soul'.
The illusion of spirit fire burned, and the ground, originally patterned like black fish scales, turned into red scales.
The radiance of the flames suddenly intensified, and the red spirit flames emitted a golden light, akin to a red sunrise transforming into the golden sun at noon.
Simultaneously, the illusion of the Fire God dispersed in the sky, turning into countless golden sparks that merged into the spirit plants.
The passionate fervor of the Zhurong Divine Fire Spell could also last for four days, but most of its residual effects remained within the spirit plants, not visible from outside.
