Feather Flame

Name: Feather Flame
Author: Xuan Su

by Xuan Su

ongoing Fantasy Historical Mythology Male Lead

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The young man was tied to a red-hot copper pillar with thick iron chains, and the flames were ignited from bottom to top, twisting and squirming on his body like a snake. The sound of "" spread from the top of the tower, and everyone felt as if their scalps were numb, as if they were the ones tied to the copper pillars. "The last remnant of the Blazing Clan has been put to death, and the era of the rule of the priests has come. Congratulations to my lord." The priest in sacrificial robes shouted to the sky, with a respectful expression. Looking at his posture, it seemed as if there was really someone in the sky accepting worship. Everyone knelt down on one knee, clenched their fists with their left hands and beat their chests to welcome this great moment. "It's so ugly, Chidu, you're getting old again." A hoarse voice interrupted the ceremony at an inappropriate time. Everyone looked up in shock, only to see that the young man on the copper pillar had raised his head and looked at them with a sarcastic expression. The blazing flames didn't burn him to death! That is the divine fire given by the priest! "You are an evil beast of the Chi tribe, how dare you disrespect the priest when you are about to die!" The scepter in his hand, which symbolized his identity as a priest, fell heavily to the ground. Chi Du's rickety body suddenly stood up and angrily yelled at the young man. "You can rest assured that my consciousness is about to dissipate, and your goal has been achieved." The young man's face still had a cold smile, with unspeakable sarcasm and deep-seated hatred: "Chidu, I hope you can always remember today, it was you who destroyed the Chi clan. If I come back in the future, I will bring a blazing fire to burn the glory you thought and the god you believed in to ashes!" Suddenly, the boy's body began to melt, and the flames found an entrance and rushed towards his body. However, the boy did not shout. His laughter echoed at the top of the tower, with hatred and ridicule.