"Watch closely, this is my Emperor Extreme Fist!" Emperor Yan extended his fist, around which dense black flames began to gather. Although the flames were rampant, they were confined by an invisible force to around an inch surrounding his small fist. As the flames accumulated and intensified, they churned more violently on Emperor Yan's fist.
"Hiss hiss hiss hiss"
A strange sound emerged, reminiscent of fingernails scraping against glass. The air around became unusually heavy and oppressive. 'Swoosh swoosh' two figures shot rapidly from different directions towards the scene. It turned out that Huo Ling and Wang Hui, both feeling the immense pressure, hurried over to see what was happening.
