"Boom—" His body was shocked and sent flying once again, but this time when he landed on the ground, he no longer had the strength to rise up.
"Yue Yaya..." Yun Shangyuan extended one hand towards the blaze and began to crawl...
"Red Lotus Karma Fire from Hell?"
The Masked Man's cold eyes watched the flames, a flicker of surprise quickly passing through his mind.
He opened his clenched right hand, and the Spiritual Light Treasure Mirror in his grasp shone even brighter, beginning to tremble faintly.
"Do you feel that powerful force and want to attach yourself to her?" the Masked Man said to the mirror.
As if to confirm his words, the Spiritual Light Treasure Mirror slowly floated up from his hand into the air.
A sharp look flashed in the Masked Man's eyes, and he violently recaptured the mirror in his grasp, conjuring Spiritual Power to stop the trembling of the mirror.
"The things I desire can only belong to me!"
