The black metal block remains motionless, appearing just like real metal.
The other metal blocks also remain still, as lifeless as dead objects!
But who is Ying Yue, how could he be mistaken?
"Playing dead, huh? Fine then!"
Ying Yue sneers, as two small flames appear in his pupils, suddenly blazing up, filling his eyes with dazzling firelight, which abruptly sprays out two pillars of fire, instantly falling on the black metal block.
The temperature of the fire is incredibly high, upon contact with the metal block, it immediately emits a hissing sound, the metal block rapidly melting.
Yet, it still shows no response.
"Still playing dead, let's see how long you can keep this up!"
Ying Yue snorts coldly, increasing the output of the flames, the two pillars of fire becoming more violent, completely enveloping the black metal block.
"Hiss hiss hiss——"