The flame's burning wasn't from high temperatures, but a form of "destruction" on a conceptual level.
It wasn't swift, but it was extremely stubborn. Once it made contact, it would stick fast and relentlessly eat away.
After just one touch, a fist-sized dim area appeared on Chu Shanhe's left arm armor. The flow of Qi and Blood there became noticeably sluggish.
'It can burn Qi and Blood directly?' Chu Shanhe was shaken.
His external projection of Qi and Blood was, in principle, no different from that of an ordinary Martial Artist; only the outward manifestation was different.
Of course, this difference was greater than one might imagine, so much so that an ordinary person could never comprehend the workings of the Blood Nerve.
But the Undying Flame wasn't a living person. It didn't need to understand; it just burned.
