Countless translucent water arrows refracted the sunlight falling from the sky into a kaleidoscope of colors, only to be dyed red in the next instant.,The ice turned to water, the water to steam. No matter if it was a chaotic snake's pit or an icy prison, everything crumbled in an instant. In the swirling white steam, Zuo Guanglie had become a human torch.,His astonishing willpower was unseen by the audience.。