Ling Wugou immediately turned pale with fright as he roared loudly: “Let go!! Do you not want your hand anymore!!”
The terrifyingly high temperature and fire power that the blue colored dragon flame carried was simply unimaginable. It was fundamentally impossible to break through head on using only brute force; to directly touch it with the body, was really no different than seeking one’s own death.
Yun Che turned a deaf ear as both of his hands firmly grabbed onto the flame dragon’s neck. Profound energy under “Evil Soul”, the fire controlling power from the Evil God’s seed, the Phoenix’s flame power, the power of the Dragon God, the overbearing power of the physical body granted by the Great Way of the Buddha, all surged up in that instant…
There were no flames exploding, no flame dragon exploding, and no scenery of Yun Che’s hands being instantly scorched black by the flame dragon… The scenery, suddenly became static at this moment. Just like that, the soaring flame dragon was frozen there within Yun Che’s hand.
At this time, the flame dragon suddenly started to painfully twist and turn like a poisonous snake that had been choked at seven inches from its heart. But no matter how hard it struggled and turned, it couldn’t escape Yun Che hands that were tightly shut with all his strength. Amidst its struggling, the flame dragon’s power quickly dissipated, and became smaller and smaller. From a flame dragon, it quickly shrunk down to a small flame snake, and in the end into a tiny earthworm… Then, it completely dissipated within Yun Che’s hands, leaving not the slightest trace of its existence.
Yun Che’s forehead was full of sweat, but his expression was incomparably calm. He slowly opened his grip. Regardless of whether it was his palm or wrist, there wasn’t the slightest hint of a burn mark at all.
It was unknown when everyone in the Sword Discourse Arena had stood up. Every single person’s gaze was stupefied, and were silent for a long while, as if the sound of this world had already been completely sucked out.