Ye Xuan couldn't afford to be shocked. He hastily released streams of Soul Sense and began refining the Endless Molten Flame.
"What are you?"
"You insignificant human, you actually think you can subjugate me?"
A vague ripple emanated from the Endless Molten Flame—clearly the nascent will it had just formed.
Following its will came an even more scorching power.
CRACKLE, CRACKLE.
The surface of Ye Xuan's body was immediately scorched, his flesh and blood on the verge of being incinerated into nothingness.
Without a change in expression, Ye Xuan swiftly threw out one Array Disc after another. A large number of them surrounded him, isolating him from the flame's power.
After learning there might be a Celestial Fire here, Ye Xuan had spent the last two days making preparations, specifically forging many Array Discs and Arrays capable of isolating the aura of flames.
