Long-Awaited Martial Virtue Points, Two Hundred Million!

Long-lost Martial Virtue Points—two hundred million! Amid the interweaving of blood and fire, ten thousand rays of rosy light burst forth. Just as Yan Li was on the verge of collapse, a pair of wings, gold and crimson entwined, appeared behind Shi Yan.

A wondrous feeling rose in his heart.

It was as if he had been placed within a vast ocean of flames, transformed into a spirit of fire. Every wisp, every cluster of flame, seemed like an extension of his life.

So long as the flames did not die, neither would he!

At the same time, he could control this boundless sea of fire. He could turn it into terrifying energy and erupt with frightening speed, or use it as a trickling stream of life to keep himself endlessly thriving and in peak condition.

If before this he had been like a massively powerful nuclear bomb, then now he was hundreds, thousands of them!

"Nirvana Wings..."

Shi Yan's gaze fell on Yan Li's face, his expression filled with emotion.

At first, he had been shocked when the two women broke out of the stones. Later, their words had made him think he had run into terrifying robbers. As things developed, he had understood that it was only a transaction between him and the two women.

But now that he had obtained the bone and wings, he knew full well that the relationship between the three of them was no longer merely a transaction. It had risen to the level of an integral whole, bound together!

The affairs of the world truly were hard to predict. Someone like him, an ant of a man, could actually end up in the same boat as lofty gods.

"Is there really no way to avoid that calamity?"

Shi Yan knew that the