Outside the barrier of the Wind Snow Holy Hall, an incomparably dark spatial rift was torn open, and Xiao Ming stepped out from within.
He opened his mouth and spat out a cluster of black-and-white intertwined flames.
Ling within Xiao Ming had now refined the Yin Yang Twin Flame. With this, the number of Heavenly Flames Xiao Ming possessed had reached six.
Of course, the effects after refining it were just as Xiao Ming had expected—not particularly significant. His strength had only improved slightly, and he had not even reached the Mid-Stage Two Star Dou Sheng.
Xiao Ming was not disappointed. After all, he had obtained this Heavenly Flame far too easily.
Moreover, the Yin Yang Twin Flame's abilities were indeed quite good. It contained the dual powers of life and death: Yang Flame saved people and granted endless vitality, while Yin Flame killed people and left no corpse behind.
It was the only Heavenly Flame capable of helping others heal their injuries, making it highly worth collecting.
With Xiao Ming's Dou Sheng cultivation empowering it, the flame's power had become exceptionally impressive. In the future, if he suffered ordinary minor injuries in battle, he would no longer need to take medicinal pills to recover.
After putting away the Yin Yang Twin Flame, which swam about like a little fish, Xiao Ming looked into the distance.
A vast ice-and-snow plaza lay before him. Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, radiating warm light beneath the sun. Looking closely, he could even make out faint patterns.
With Xiao Ming's eyesight, he also noticed a tiny black dot slowly rotating at the center of the plaza.
That's a Spatial Wormhole. It seems the Wind Snow Holy Hall has joined the Heavenly Court after all. Xiao Ming thought as he walked toward