Devouring the Demonic Flame 2

"Ah~"

As the Demonic Flame's origin entered his body, the clothes and blood-crust covering Xiao Yan's body instantly turned to ash.

Endless, surging pink flames frantically burst from within him through countless pores.

His skin rapidly vanished as well, exposing the flesh beneath.

Between the strips of flesh, his tendons could faintly be seen twisting slightly like earthworms.

"Flame Mantra, refine it for me!"

Indescribable agony surged from every part of Xiao Yan's body.

The pain was enough to drive anyone mad.

One could only imagine the torment of being burned from the inside out by the Demonic Flame.

Yet Xiao Yan's eyes were bloodshot as he endured through sheer astonishing willpower, roaring madly within his heart.

The instant his roar fell, the Dou Qi within him charged fearlessly at that cluster of Demonic Flame origin. It forcefully enveloped it and began circulating it along the route of the Flame Mantra.

Whoosh~

Facing the Flame Mantra's refinement, the muddleheaded Demonic Flame origin seemed to instinctively sense danger and immediately began struggling violently.

At once, the flames grew ever more terrifyingly hot.

Snap! Snap! Snap~

Some of the relatively fragile tendons within Xiao Yan's body snapped on the spot before turning to ash.

Even some of his bones showed signs of carbonizing.

Fortunately, the dense life force pouring down continuously from above flowed into Xiao Yan's body, replenishing the vitality rapidly draining from him, healing him, and keeping his last breath alive.

Otherwise, Xiao Yan might have been reduced entirely to charcoal.

Moreover, the Black Sun at his side was also absorbing the Demonic Flame's heat, easing some of Xiao Yan's burden.

At the center of the slightly distorted, hazy Black Hole, Wei Yang sat within the Illusory Black Sun and stared blankly at the scene before him.

Watching Xiao Yan,