Flames erupted from the ground and surged into the sky.
In the pitch-black darkness of the icy night, the fire consumed the heavens as if devouring the very void. Slowly but steadily, it illuminated the world.
The night receded.
And thus, a white night arrived.
The scene was utterly mesmerizing, impossible to look away from.
A white night alone would have been a miraculous event, but the knowledge that a single human had caused such a phenomenon filled Gu Yangcheon with a profound sense of awe.
His breath caught.
No, he forgot to breathe entirely, mesmerized by what unfolded before him.
The heavens opened, and the cold world was set ablaze with warmth.
The snow covering the ground melted, replaced by an inexplicable heat that brushed against the tip of his nose.
The flames devoured the chill, spreading their rampant warmth throughout the world.
Fwoooosh--!!
The pillar of fire reaching the heavens stood like a mighty column.
Though it roared with ferocious intensity, there wasnât a hint of instability in its form.
It was not merely a flameâit was a pillar of light.
"Thatâ¦"
What was it?
What was it about this sight that made it so utterly captivating?
[Do not take your eyes off me, not even for a second.]
Even without Gu Cheolwoonâs warning, Gu Yangcheon knew he wouldnât have been able to look away. Not from this.
He was certain of it.
Vrrrr---!!
"â¦!"
The vibrations startled Gu Yangcheon, his hand clutching his chest.
The energy within his bodyâthe rings of the Nine Flames Firewheel Techniqueâreacted to the pillar, spinning uncontrollably.
It was a resonance of energies.
That meant the pillar was also born of the Nine Flames Firewheel Technique.
But for Gu Yangcheon, it was a power he had never seen beforeânot even in the scope of his imagination.
Thump. Thump.
His heart pounded merely from watching it.
He didnât know the mechanics or the nature of the power, but instinctually, he recognized its significance. Something extraordinary was unfolding before him.