Chapter 903 Immortal Spirit Flame
- For half a heartbeat, the arena froze.
- Then came the sound—”sizzle, sizzle, sizzle“—as the ember drilled a pin-sized hole through Eamon's star barrier like a hot awl through parchment.
- A single spark slipped through, kissed the embroidery on his chest, and blossomed into a roaring inferno that swallowed him from boots to crown in the blink of an eye.