Not a single person dared to stand up and plead for Huizhi; even the disciples of Putuo Temple remained silent at this moment.
The grey-robed person's strength far exceeded their comprehension, and they feared that speaking out in an attempt to stop him would draw the fire onto themselves.
After burning for nearly five minutes, the black flames finally extinguished. During those five minutes, the fire had licked at Huizhi's flesh as though millions of tiny needles were piercing him simultaneously, and as if venomous insects were ravaging his insides. Every breath brought a searing, stabbing pain, and every shriek of agony sounded like a squawk choked from a constricted throat.
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