"This aura is not Spiritual Fire!!"
"But this is not Xuan Fire either, what exactly are you!!!"
Seeing that Po Luo was devoured by Little Fire's flames in one move, those shadows all looked at it with solemn expressions.
"You plunderers, today you met your Fire Lord."
"You've had eight generations of bad luck."
"Go to hell!!!"
The fire dragon transformed by Little Fire swayed in the void, emitting crackling explosions as the extreme flames rushed toward the plunderers.
"Quickly dodge!!"
"This fire is strange and carries a strong devouring force."
"What kind of fire has its own devouring law, dammit."
Several shadows had already begun cursing; originally, fire was their nemesis.
At first, they thought Little Fire was just the lowest-level Spiritual Fire, incapable of causing them harm. Unexpectedly, Little Fire was so powerful.
The devouring force was incredibly terrifying, rapidly consuming the purple-black mist on them, leaving them with no strength to resist.
