In an instant, a vast, righteous, and awe-inspiring aura—supreme, righteous, and fiercely blazing—covered the heavens and the earth. Across the northern expanse of the Black Sea, it nearly enveloped the entire sky before sweeping downward, transforming into a rustic and majestic rune-inscribed fire furnace. With a single roll, it sucked the flames that were scorching that last tiny shred of greenery straight into its core. The furnace was unimaginably massive, covering and shrouding half the sky. Once swallowed into the furnace, those tiny wisps of fire instantly transformed into a towering sea of fire, radiating a purplish hue. Yet the furnace was incomparably resilient; no matter how the flames charged and crashed from side to side, they could not break through it. As the furnace operated, the flames gradually began to dim, being refined thread by thread into the righteous aura.
"Heh, well, what a Shi Wushuang... So be it. Since you wish to defy this will of heaven, I shall wait for you in the White Sea, just like your mortal enemy..."
"Let us see how you fall. Hahahaha..."
Chapter 381