Feeling the changes in his body, Ye Xiaowei suddenly smiled and said, "Since you trust me so much, I will definitely live up to the mission."
Ye Xiaowei raised his arm high towards the sky, still pointing like a sword, as dazzling as before, and a wall of flames was destroyed.
Just as Ye Xiaowei's spiritual energy was depleted, another force of flame rushed into his body. In an instant, his spiritual energy was fully restored.
Thus, with earth-shattering sword gestures, casually unleashed by the young man, accompanied by the fall of one wall of flame after another, this space returned to its initial state.
The blue sea of flames still had occasional waves, but these waves were not high. The thunder within the waves continued to flicker, showing no change because of Ye Xiaowei.
How long has it been since he had such a satisfying and exhilarating battle? The young man's memory seemed to have returned to a distant past.