"Truly transcendent. It has been a real eye-opener."
Only Pang Zhongwang's expression grew uglier, so grim it looked like it could drip water.
"Using fire to control fire..."
Senior Brother Zhou's brow furrowed. 'Are such methods truly possible in the Qi Cultivation Realm?'
'Could it be that this Daoist Jiang really has a chance to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Ning Hechu?'
Inside the Treasure Trove Pavilion, the short old man stared intently at the Fiery Tiger in the Fuchen Bowl.
Sure enough, after the savage tiger had devoured all the various fire aspects, the violent, frenzied aura around its body began to dissipate, growing ever more tranquil.
Its head bowed low and its venomous stinger retracted its gleam as it kowtowed deeply in Jiang Yi's direction.
This was a posture of complete submission.
"Your Excellency's methods have left this old man thoroughly convinced."
The short old man's expression grew even more reverent. He cupped his hands and asked,
