C1292 Talisman Cover

Pei Junlin's face took on a grave expression as he came to a deep understanding of the formidable nature of the ball of flames before him. A mere brush against it had unexpectedly devoured his Divine Sense. Refining such a flame now seemed utterly impractical.

Anything capable of standing atop the pinnacle of the Dao Tower was bound to be remarkable, and Pei Junlin harbored no delusions about it