C1024 White Dragon Spits Fog

Among the spectators, most viewed the flames from the perspective of the ordinary onlooker.

The buzz of animated discussion rippled through the crowd.

"Is it magic?"

"A trick, perhaps?"

"No, it's got to be superpowers!"

Amid the chatter, Ye Hong gently caressed the air above the table model with his Fire Palm.

Beneath the veil of heat, a marvelous spectacle slowly emerged