TDS - Book 01 Chapter 07.11.1 - Red Epiphyllum

Humm—

A pale golden fire surged from Xing Mo's gown, swirling around her and lifting her jet-black hair like a living current. Her eyes turned into twin pools of molten gold, their searing gaze forcing the yellow-robed Wizards to recoil instinctively.

"Quick! Attack her!" Argus shouted, his voice tinged with urgency.

Streams of multicolored light burst forth, hurtling toward Xing Mo from all directions. Yet every attack met the same fate, devoured by the golden flames encircling her, as futile as moths drawn to a raging fire.

Xing Mo stood motionless, her expression detached, cold, and indifferent, as if gazing down from some celestial perch. With a fluid motion, she raised her wand and traced an arc in the air—a radiant, illusory sun blazed into existence before her.

Humm, humm, humm—

The atmosphere rippled, as though the very laws of existence had shifted. Power consolidated, slipping beyond anyone’s grasp and converging into the hands of a single figure: Xing Mo.

The power of Flame Spirit's Authority was absolute. For a brief, terrifying moment, she wielded dominion over the string of fire. As long as she played this five string magic, she was the sovereign of flames on the battlefield.

Humm, humm, humm—

Desperation seized the yellow-robed Wizards. Raising their wands again, they attempted to summon flames of their own. But as their wands touched the strings of fire in the air, the strings retaliated, scorching their wands in a fiery backlash.

“Aaaaah!”

Amidst the chorus of cries, Xing Mo advanced. Her figure melded with the illusory golden sun, becoming a radiant force of destruction.

She locked eyes with the Undying before her—Argus. He staggered back, his Jackal mask failing to hide the dread and fear etched in his gaze.

Even the Undying, with his affinity for fire, was powerless. Before Xing Mo, he was nothing more than an insect awaiting incineration.

"Impossible. You..." Argus wanted to flee, his instincts screaming at him to run. Yet, his legs felt rooted in place as his gaze locked onto the

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The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God Book 01 Chapter 07.11.1 - Red Epiphyllum

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