C421

In midair, Ling Jian gazed ahead. Three inches away from his fingertips, two identical black colored flames coiled around each other. The only difference was that the auras exuding from both of their bodies were different.

A hot sun.

One was as cold as ice.

"What a domineering aura." Ling Jian's eyes flickered as an increasingly joyous expression surfaced on his face. Soon after