Life Spirit

The milky-white flames hung down from around the great hall like white curtains, moving without wind. They were clearly flames, yet now they had been stained with an especially eerie trace of blood-red, making a chill rise in one's heart.

Yao Wan said nothing. Although the person before her had not spoken a single word, she kept feeling as though she had been marked.

Was it because of that special feeling?

Or was it that not only could she sense that existence, that existence could also sense her?

Yao Wan felt it was somewhat absurd no matter how she looked at it.

She had not even figured out exactly what was going on.

Had she been targeted?

Forget it. Better to press down this Old Ancestor from a thousand years ago first—

Yao Wan had no intention of holding back. The Dou God Unification Battle Technique within her body abruptly began to circulate, pushing Yao Wan, whose original cultivation was only that of a One Star Dou Sheng, all the way to the Four Star Dou Sheng realm. The surging aura immediately caused a faint, barely visible ripple to finally appear on that corpse-like, lifeless face.

"...Yao Clan?"

That person subconsciously murmured the words. Clearly, the intelligence of the man before her had not been burned away by the Demon Fire. Although he was a Fire Slave, his powerful Four Star Dou Sheng cultivation had indeed granted him considerable freedom.

But Yao Wan's existence had only made him a little surprised, that was all.

Bang!

Within the great hall, the ground suddenly shook heavily. The gaunt figure gently clenched at the empty space before him, and an enormous blood-red great axe several zhang in size, looking extremely exaggerated and bizarre, appeared out of thin air. Against the backdrop of such