Xiao Yan's Alchemy Trap

Hearing those words from the disciple dressed in Fire Spirit Clan robes, Xiao Yan actually felt as if he had returned to the past in a dream.

Familiar. Far too familiar!

At this moment, Xiao Yan's gaze fell on the Fire Spirit Clan group. How could he not understand what these people were thinking? The Fire Spirit Clan had always cared immensely about Heavenly Flames, believing that all the Heavenly Flames in the Great Thousand World ought to belong to them. How could they possibly tolerate a Heavenly Flame being snatched away right in front of them?

At this moment, Xiao Yan stared at them and said calmly, "Then what do you want? I don't really have any grudges with your Fire Spirit Clan. I'm in a good mood today, and while there's still some time, I can play with you for a bit."

Zhu Luo also stared coldly at Xiao Yan, killing intent flickering in his eyes. He made no attempt to hide it. Without a doubt, he wanted Xiao Yan dead. Although a Heavenly Flame that had been refined by someone else would already have a Soul Mark branded onto it, the Fire Spirit Clan had methods to extract a Heavenly Flame from a Divine Soul.

Xiao Yan smiled faintly and said, "Solving this with force is fine too, but let me remind you of one thing. Those who make an enemy of me have only one road—the road to death! If you're ready to die, then come."

Xiao Yan's confidence could not be called lacking now. Not only had his strength reached High Level Earth Supreme, he had also obtained the secret treasure left behind by the Extraterritorial Evil Clan. Forget there being no Great Perfection Earth Supreme here—even if he encountered a Spirit Grade Heaven Supreme,