Within the Southern Gate Formation, the Ding Jia Divine Fire had subsided, and Agi Ni stood alone. His mount, the green sheep, had turned to ash, his body scorched black, the magic artifact in his hand damaged to varying degrees, even the Fire God Staff was not spared. Looking entirely like a piece of charcoal, where was the former might of the Brahma Fire God?
Seeing his opponent withdraw and the Ding Jia Divine Fire scatter, Agi Ni also felt a great relief. Tiny glimmers of red light ignited within his charred body, attempting to burn away the scorched marks, but an unknown mighty force suppressed them, preventing the fire from burning and the charred black from fading away.
A wound of the Great Dao!