Hurrying to the Yan Clan

On the way to the Yan Clan, Xiao Yan subconsciously sneezed.

"What? You're sick?"

Inside the silver-gray Space Tunnel, Yao Wan could not help turning to look at Xiao Yan. After all, with Dou Sheng cultivation like theirs, getting sick was hardly easy in itself.

Moreover, Xiao Yan's physical body was not only exceptionally tough, he also had Heavenly Flames protecting him. He had more or less truly reached the point of being immune to all poisons. Even Little Fairy Doctor, who possessed the Woeful Poison Body, would find it difficult to have any effect on Xiao Yan now.

"How could that be..."

Xiao Yan shook his head, though a hint of hesitation inevitably entered his tone.

"But all of a sudden, I have a rather bad premonition..."

Xiao Yan said subconsciously. Having reached the level of Dou Sheng, he had already formed a faint connection with heaven and earth. Especially for an alchemist like him, whose Soul Power was powerful, there was an even more mysterious and unfathomable sense in the unseen. When something related to him happened, he would inevitably notice it to some degree.

"Something happened?"

Yao Wan's refined brows lifted slightly, as if she had also thought of something, and she could not help saying so. Regarding this kind of sense between heaven and earth, she, whose soul realm had already reached Heaven Realm Great Perfection, even felt it a little more deeply.

"It doesn't feel quite like that either..."

Xiao Yan finally shook his head, then said, "Forget it—we should handle what's in front of us first."

"Speaking of which, this is still my first time going to the Yan Clan... that powerful clan rumored to wish to collect all the Heavenly Flames under heaven. I'm rather curious."

Xiao Yan changed the subject, a hint