Demonic Flame, Demonic Saint 2

"Then could what's inside this thing be..." Xiao Yan swallowed and asked cautiously.

If what was inside was the remnant soul of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint, then...

Danger!

Elder Yao's gaze also became guarded as he silently mobilized his Soul Power.

"Probably not. According to the records I've read in ancient texts, although the Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint acted somewhat strangely, he was considered an honorable man. He probably wouldn't resort to anything so shameless," Elder Yao said uncertainly.

"Master, that isn't certain. The records in ancient texts may not necessarily be accurate. After all, he was someone from ten thousand years ago. Besides, who would dare casually speculate about or claim to understand an expert known as the closest to an Emperor?" Xiao Yan said gravely. "Besides, before death, no matter how strong one is, one is still human."

He could not help thinking of the Heavenly Tomb.

Among the many remnant souls living there, which one had not been a peak expert in life? Yet weren't they all hiding there, clinging to life?

Neither human nor ghost.

That included his own ancestor, Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan had been dead for so many years, yet hadn't he also relied on the Heavenly Tomb to survive there in the form of a remnant soul, within that prison-like place?

It was clear that in order to survive, even many peak experts could cast aside their inner dignity.

Of course, Xiao Xuan had done so to wait for a descendant of the Xiao Family.

But wasn't that also a form of obsession?

Moreover, beings who had approached the Dou Emperor realm were terrifyingly powerful even if only remnants remained.

Xiao Yan recalled the incomparably shocking scene he had witnessed in the Heavenly Tomb. Xiao Xuan had merely used a distant projection