C196 The Eight Gates of Tragedy

In under three breaths, the Nether Purple Flame Lotus shrank to its usual size and was retracted into Yuwen Tian's dantian.

With a swift motion, Yuwen Tian drew the Ghost Fire into his palm and sprinted towards the entrance of the fire path. As he passed, the once-raging inferno had vanished, leaving only a smattering of lively flames flickering in his wake