บท 1800: Spirit Cores

*Shhh!~*

Raging dark crimson-gold flames surrounded the space as a figure in crimson robes clashed with two fiery spirits.

It was none other than Zestria and two other Crimson Fistflame Spirits who seemed to be elders, their cultivation bases hovering at the Mid-Level Spirit Ancestor Stage. Even then, Zestria's eyes flashed with radiant crimson light as she fought equally with them without losing even a bit of ground.

"Human! Who are you!?"

The two elders could sense her draconian might that threatened them. Their flames erupted towards her as it tried to suppress her while they wanted to leave and save their prince, but then her crimson-golden flames were strong enough to hold them back, disallowing them to near their prince while she managed to kill the two who headed past her.

Zestria refused to answer. Only her fists moved as her flaming martial energy rapidly condensed and