C1314 A Piece of Black Iron

After the Netherworld Flame burned, Zhao couldn't turn into a pile of black ash. As the wind blew past, the ashes that Zhao couldn't turn into were instantly blown away by the wind and disappeared in the air.

Su Ling retracted the aura in his body and returned to his original state. A faint smile hung on his face as he walked to the place where Zhao couldn't be burned.

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