Yao Wan, This Time It's My Turn!

Even if eight kinds of Heavenly Flame had fused, by all reason, it should not have been this terrifying.

He did not even fear the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, let alone these Heavenly Flames Xiao Yan had fused, which were still inferior to the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame.

But as for why, even Li Sheng Zhe himself could not say.

It seemed it was not merely destructive power. There was something else mixed within it, something akin to the purifying nature of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame.

This body was already collapsing beyond his control.

A scorching gale swept past, scattering Li Sheng Zhe's now dustlike, loose, and fragile body, leaving not the slightest trace of filth or contamination behind.

Li Sheng Zhe could not help looking toward Xiao Yan, as though he wanted to engrave Xiao Yan's figure completely into his fleeting mind.

"...As expected."

"The one who could make them return in defeat was no ordinary person after all—Xiao Yan should be the foremost enemy of my clan..."

Li Sheng Zhe's voice, along with his shattered body, vanished into the wind.

The black sun that had been eroding the entire Demon Fire Space disappeared together with Li Sheng Zhe, leaving only a huge rift slowly twisting before them, gradually healing.

Looking at the gradually healing void before him, Xiao Yan, whose forehead was covered in cold sweat, could not help letting out a breath of relief.

This Li Sheng Zhe truly was stronger than the many Spirit Devouring Clan Dou Shengs he had encountered before.

Although he had not been in such a hurry to reveal the intense killing intent carved deep into the bones of the Spirit Devouring Clan, that was merely because he had not needed to.

As long as that black sun had successfully devoured