That vine was turned into a whip that lashed at Long Chen’s face.

Long Chen coldly snorted, “Your illness really is too severe. Fine, I’ll help you treat it.”

He closed his eyes. When he once more opened them, he let out a thunderous cry.

“Pill Blaze!”

BOOM!

Terrifying flames soared out, engulfing the area dozens of meters around him. That intense temperature roasted the air.

“AHHH!!” When those flames appeared, a miserable scream came from Lu Chuan, a cry so mournful it caused people’s hair to stand on end.

Everyone from the Healing Hall was greatly shaken. They looked at the flame-covered Long Chen with terror. Some of them couldn’t help but take a couple steps back.

They had an innate fear towards fire. That was their natural enemy, their bane. 

Tang Wan-er extended a hand and severed the vines that were being burned. Only then did Lu Chuan’s miserable shrieks end.

She knew those vines were formed from Lu Chuan’s core energy. However, they were not the same as her wind blades.

Those vines were connected directly to Lu Chuan’s mind and spirit. That was how he was...