Eight Desolations, Red Lotus

"Eight Desolations Destruction Flame?" Wei Yang looked over, slightly surprised.

Eight Desolations Destruction Flame ranked sixth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking.

This ranking was already exceptionally high, second only to the Life Spirit Flame. In terms of pure attack and destructive power at the same level, it might even be slightly stronger than the Life Spirit Flame.

After all, the Life Spirit Flame's specialty was not offense.

Xiao Yan's hand trembled slightly as well. He had not expected that, aside from the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, the Yan Clan actually possessed the Eight Desolations Destruction Flame.

Worthy of one of the Ancient Imperial Clans. They actually have such a collection.

His heart was filled with envy. He had traveled across the continent, yet the highest-ranked Heavenly Flame he had obtained was only the ninth-ranked Three Thousand Burning Flame.

Yet Huo Xuan could obtain such a highly ranked Heavenly Flame simply by lying around.

Xiao Yan then looked toward the woman beside Huo Xuan and sighed inwardly. The treatment received by these prodigies of the imperial clans was truly excellent.

The woman wore a pale red dress, her cheeks concealed behind a veil. Yet even so, the contours faintly visible through it were breathtakingly beautiful.

A faint ripple stirred in her bright eyes. From the moment she arrived, her gaze had been subtly fixed upon Wei Yang, Ah Da, and Elder Yao.

At the center of her brow, a lifelike dark crimson flame mark quietly bloomed.

However, most of her attention remained on Ah Da.

"Little girl, why are you staring at me?" Ah Da looked back at her.

Their gazes met in an instant. Strands of firelight swirled within both their pupils, and where their gazes collided, even the air seemed to gradually distort.

Bang!

After staring at each other