Yao Wan Gui felt a lingering chill of fear.
This Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame was truly terrifying...
If their guess was correct, and everything they had seen was merely an illusion, then just how powerful was the flame's true body?
Yao Wan Gui could not imagine it. He only wanted to return home as quickly as possible and get some proper rest.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The experts of the various clans immediately returned, though some chose to remain behind, wondering whether they could find traces of the Demonic Lotus Flame.
However, this was destined to be futile. The Demonic Flame Space had closed, and aside from Han Feng, no one could enter that space anymore.
At this moment, in the Southern Departure Empire.
Si Kongchan sat upright upon the imperial throne, her eyes filled with confusion.
So far, there had been no sign of any so-called evil demons descending.
The continent remained peaceful, and the subordinates she had sent out had found nothing unusual.
"Could the Vermilion Bird Crystal's warning have been false?"
Although everything was peaceful for now, Si Kongchan still felt a faint unease in her heart.
Starfall Pavilion.
After Han Feng returned, he first swept the area with his Spiritual Sense. Finding nothing unusual, he descended into Yao Chen's room.
"Teacher."
"Hm? You're back?"
Yao Chen was greatly surprised upon seeing Han Feng, then looked at him with delight.
"You succeeded?"
Han Feng nodded.
"I successfully subdued the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame. I'm now at the mid-stage of the Eight-star Dou Saint."
"Good, wonderful!"
Yao Chen first drew in a deep breath, then sighed emotionally.
"Even the Yao Clan's patriarch has not reached the Eight-star Dou Saint realm."
Han Feng had cultivated all the way to this point with a mortal body. It could be said