ferocious face.Fang Yu's eyes blazed with the ferocity of a starving wolf, eager to tear someone apart. He roared, "Jiang Yun, you're asking for death!"As soon as the words left his mouth, Fang Yuxua..."Pfft!"

After a whole day had passed, a spark the size of a fingernail suddenly ignited on Jiang Yun's outstretched right index finger, emitting a faint warmth.

Looking at these flickering sparks, which could extinguish at any moment, Ginger Cloud's face was filled with excitement. However, this excitement only lasted for a short while before transforming into confusion.

Jiang Yun frowned, staring at the sparks and muttering to himself: "According to the book, at the Triple Meridian Realm, one can condense their internal spiritual energy to produce a fire ball the size of a palm. I am already at the Fifth Meridian Realm, my spiritual energy can be released outwards, forming a fire ball the size of a watermelon. But why can I only produce such a small spark"

"If the process and methods are all correct, then where exactly did the problem arise"

In a low murmur, Jiang Yun continued to conjure sparks between his fingers while deep in thought.

At the same time, Dong Fang Bo, who was in his own house, suddenly smiled faintly and said softly, "Second junior sister, wouldn't you like to give me a hint" anymore, nor did anyone dare to provoke him.Silence, enshrouded by the summit of Zang Feng Peak, was shattered by Xuanyuan Xing's voice, weak to the extreme: "Little junior brother, the art of sacrif...