In the billowing steam, Zhao Liguo rose to the sky with a mighty roar, his long hair flying wildly in the wind, his aura fierce and imposing.,He lowered his head, gazing at his blazing hands, and murmured, "Indeed worthy of being a forbidden art of the imperial court. In this power, I seem to see... the true nature of fire.",No one dared to ask why, no one dared to say another word.。