"If you want to devour our Heavenly Flames, that depends on whether you have what it takes!"
High in the sky, Yao Wanhuo of the Yao Clan let out a cold snort upon hearing Hun Xuzi's words. With a light wave of his sleeve, a pale black gale suddenly howled out from his cuff.
The gales writhed rapidly through the air, but a closer look revealed that they were not gales at all, but a peculiar kind of flame!
This Heavenly Flame was the Nine Nether Wind Flame, ranked tenth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, a notch stronger than the Bone Spirit Cold Flame Yao Chen had once wielded.
"Hehe, Old Man Wan Huo, your mastery of the Nine Nether Wind Flame is becoming more and more refined..."
Seeing Elder Wan Huo summon his Heavenly Flame, Shen Nong Lao Ren also burst into laughter.
Immediately afterward, Shen Nong Lao Ren lightly tapped the void with his medicinal-herb cane and said with a smile, "In that case, this old man shall also make a fool of himself!"
The moment his words fell, the medicinal-herb cane in his hand suddenly ignited without fire.
A wisp of liquid-like green flame slowly rose, then swelled wildly in the wind. As the sea of green liquid fire spread, layers of mist rose from it.
Within the rising mist, countless strange medicinal herbs slowly grew, radiating a life force that stirred the heart.
"This is actually the Flame of Life, ranked fifth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking?"
As they watched the surging vitality spread out, many of the older experts present showed traces of astonishment in their eyes.
The Flame of Life was ranked fifth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, and it was an exceptionally peculiar Heavenly Flame.
Although many Heavenly Flames differed in form, they