Chapter 1865: Essence of a Hundred Trueflame Threads

Even inside the Fire-Repelling Divine Pearl, the Trueflame at the center of the sixth layer still carried the greatest might. It scorched the pearl itself until it blanched, spiderweb cracks faintly threatening to split it apart. Chi Ming sat cross-legged. She lifted her right hand high and tapped the air with her index finger. "Draw." At once, from the Trueflame at the sixth layer's core, a nearly transparent wisp peeled away. It drifted like fog, thin and elusive. But it was no mist. It was...