BOOM!
Yang Dingtian's body began to burn, his physical form dissolving into a terrifying mass of fire. The flames gradually turned black, even burning a hole through the light barrier on the Barbarian God Battle Platform.
The spectators' pupils shrank. The blackening fire, wreathed in crimson flames, resembled a world-burning Demon Fire. It was terrifying.
What surprised the crowd even more was that Yang Dingtian's aura had vanished. There was no sign of life; he had completely merged with the flames.
Dii Qingxue's brow furrowed, her expression turning grave. She seemed to be pondering, as if she had some knowledge of this technique.
Seeing the light barrier gradually burn away, the giant elder's eyes narrowed. With a wave of his sleeve, a brilliant light showered down, and the barrier healed itself once more. It was as if, on this Battle Platform, the elder was the absolute master.
"Dingtian, you're insane! Stop it, now!"
