Yin Yang Dragon Flight

As the shout subsided, a sudden gust of wind swept across the sky, carrying with it a strong, pungent smell of blood.

Xiao Yuan raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and saw a huge, blood-red hand, about two zhang in size, suddenly appear not far above his head and slam down hard.

Xuan Bing Flame Mirror!

As Xiao Yuan formed a hand seal, a semi-transparent black Ice Mirror appeared above his head, with black and white flames rising from it, making it look quite strange.

Also due to the complete opening of the Qi Mansion, Xiao Yuan can now unleash his Heavenly Flames without any interference from any type of Dou Qi. In fact, because the Dou Qi between the Qi Mansion can be converted into each other without loss, all of Xiao Yuan's Dou Qi attributes have a positive effect on the Heavenly Flames.

Fan Lao's attack landed on the translucent black Ice Mirror that was flaming with flames. The terrifying high temperature of the Heavenly Flames directly burned the blood-red hand until it became illusory. When the blood-red hand landed on the Ice Mirror, most of its force was also dissipated.

The next moment, the blood-red hand did not dissipate. As if entering the surface of water, it created ripples on the black mirror before sinking completely.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-red hand was covered with a layer of black Xuan Bing, and then coated with black and white flames, which created white flame patterns and black flowing water patterns on it. It then pierced through the mirror and shot straight into the sky, hitting Fan Lao's chest!

Seeing that Xiao Yuan had easily neutralized his Dou Technique attack and even retaliated against him, Fan Lao was greatly surprised. He dared not be careless and looked at the black hand that had come to him, which was now unrecognizable but still imposing. He could only give up using his Dou Technique to fight back. His body trembled, and a huge amount of blood energy surged out from the top of his head, like a sea of blood.

In an instant, the black hand darted into the sea of blood, and the terrifying force it contained caused violent turbulence within the sea of blood.

"Condense!"

However, as Fan Lao's cold shout rang out, the sea of blood suddenly rippled, and the black hand that was about to break through the sea of blood also slowed down as if it had fallen into a quagmire.

The sea of blood became increasingly viscous, and the movement speed of the black hand was reduced to almost zero! A moment later, when the black hand was only two feet away from Fan Lao's head, it was completely frozen.

"Snort!"

When Fan Lao saw the black hand freeze, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Laugh!"

But just as Fan Lao's smile appeared, the black and white water and fire patterns on the black hand flickered, and a scorching aura instantly evaporated the viscous sea of blood, making it much thinner.

And so, right before Fan Lao's horrified eyes, the black hand was pressed directly onto his chest.

Boom! A violent explosion rang out, and Fan Lao's figure was sent flying backward.

Xiao Yuan certainly wouldn't give Fan Lao the chance to amplify himself in the sea of blood. With a wave of his hand, Heavenly Flames surged out from his sleeves, directly enveloping Fan Lao's sea of blood.

Black and white flames swept across the sky, and the space around them seemed to distort. A scorching heat spread through the air, enveloping the entire Inner Academy.

On the ground, people stared in disbelief at the blazing flames that were spreading like wildfire, and couldn't help but wipe away sweat. The terrifying heat was truly awe-inspiring.

Amidst the black and white flames filling the sky, there was a sea of blood no more than ten feet wide. At this moment, the sea of blood, condensed from Fan Lao's Dou Qi, was rapidly shrinking under the terrifying temperature of the surrounding flames. Wisps of faint blood mist rose from it and eventually vanished into nothingness.

As the blood mist rose and vanished into nothingness, the area of the blood sea was also slowly shrinking. At this rate, it probably wouldn't be long before the blood sea was burned to ashes.

"Heavenly Flames?"

As the black and white flames swept across the sky, a series of astonished shouts rang out from above. Immediately, everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to Han Feng, who was confronting Hu Qian not far away.

At this moment, Han Feng's gaze was fixed on Xiao Yuan as the black and white flames appeared, his eyes filled with undisguised shock. He hadn't expected that the latter, at such a young age, would be able to obtain a Heavenly Flames! You must know that back then, he almost lost his life trying to obtain the "Sea Heart Flame," which ranked fifteenth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking. He was extremely lucky to have it in his hands, and the subsequent process of devouring and refining it caused him a lot of suffering. Moreover, due to the incompleteness of the "Flame Mantra" he practiced, the suppression of the Heavenly Flames was not thorough enough, and the flames in his body would occasionally erupt, causing him great distress.

Therefore, seeing that Xiao Yuan, at such a young age, could so easily control a Heavenly Flames, even Han Feng, with his shrewdness, couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy.

"Judging from the color of the flames and the occasional fish-shaped patterns that appear during the burning, it must be the Yin Yang Dual Flames, ranked twenty-first on the Heavenly Flame Ranking!"

His eyes flashed rapidly, and a hint of greed gradually crept into Han Feng's gaze as he looked at Xiao Yuan.

"I never expected to see two different kinds of Heavenly Flames in one day. Hehe, this trip was really worthwhile. If I can get my hands on these two kinds of Heavenly Flames and successfully devour them with the ' Flame Mantra ' fragment, my strength will definitely increase dramatically. At that time, even if that old codger from the Jia Nan Academy really comes back, he will probably be helpless against me."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and a cold smile and fanaticism gradually appeared on Han Feng's lips.

"Although the boy is young, he seems to have an extremely strong control over flames. Even I can only barely control such a huge sea of fire, but he can do it at will. It seems that it will not be easy to take the Heavenly Flames from him."

Looking at Xiao Yuan in the distance, whose expression remained largely unchanged even after unleashing a sea of fire, Han Feng frowned slightly and murmured to himself.

Xiao Yuan, who was in the distance, naturally had no idea that he had only used his Heavenly Flames to attract attention. Over the years, many people knew that he possessed Heavenly Flames, but very few people had the idea of directly seizing it.

Firstly, those who can control Heavenly Flames are not simple individuals; secondly, forcibly seizing Heavenly Flames also involves considerable risks.

Only a few extremists would do such a thing.

However, a guy like Han Feng, who would betray even his own teacher, would stop at nothing for the sake of strength, so stealing Heavenly Flames was naturally no big deal for him.

However, Xiao Yuan paid no attention to the scheming fellow at this moment; his attention was entirely focused on his opponent Fan Lao.

Within the vast black and white sea of fire, the sea of blood, which was about ten feet wide, had shrunk to about a foot wide, like a reef in a surging sea, at risk of collapsing and being annihilated at any moment.

In the distance, Fan Lao clutched his chest, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He stared grimly at the white-robed figure in the sky, his eyes twitching slightly. He never expected that someone with his prominent status and prestige in the Black-Corner Region would be so humiliated by a mere brat. This was quite a blow to him.

"If we lose to this little beast, we'll probably be laughed to death by those guys in the Black-Corner Region."

Gritting his teeth, Fan Lao suddenly formed hand seals. Instantly, the blood sea, which was shrinking under the black and white flames, began to churn violently, then rapidly contracted, turning the entire blood sea dark red.

Finally, the sea of blood actually condensed into a dark red, almost black, round bead, which broke through the sea of blood and shot into Fan Lao's chest.

"Blood Transformation!"

As the blood beads seeped in, Fan Lao's eyes slowly turned blood red, and his withered hands became increasingly pale. At the tips of his fingers, sharp, blood-red nails extended out strangely, like incomparably sharp blades, reflecting a cold luster in the sunlight.

A slight tremor ran down his back, and a surge of blood energy erupted, covering the crimson wings on his back. Instantly, the Douqi Wings wriggled, and their shape changed slightly. They became longer and more bizarre, vaguely resembling a combination of bird and bat wings.

"You've managed to force me to use ' Blood Transformation,' you should be proud of yourself."

A faint crimson light membrane emanated from his body, instantly isolating him from the surrounding intense heat. Fan Lao's wings fluttered slightly, and his figure transformed into a streak of crimson lightning, instantly flashing to Xiao Yuan's vicinity. His chilling laughter echoed across the sky.

Xiao Yuan looked at Fan Lao, whose appearance had changed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. The latter was much stronger than before in terms of aura and speed. It seemed that after being ravaged by him with his Heavenly Flames, this old guy was finally starting to show his true abilities.

"If this is all you're capable of, then I wouldn't mind sending you to see Fan Ling."

Xiao Yuan curled his lips into a mocking smile as he sneered at Fan Lao. The sound of his laughter was incredibly hurtful to the latter, causing Fan Lao's already cold expression to become even colder.

As he spoke, Xiao Yuan waved his sleeve, and the black and white flames that swept across the sky rapidly churned, transforming into two fire snakes that flashed back and entered his body through his fingertips.

Controlling such a massive Heavenly Flames consumes a considerable amount of soul power. Since we are still in battle, we cannot afford to waste any of our power. After all, this Fan Lao is just an appetizer!

Fan Lao took a deep breath, his gaze as sharp as a knife fixed on Xiao Yuan's smile. He tried his best to suppress the surging killing intent in his heart, but after a moment, he let out a nasty laugh. Then, his blood-red eyes suddenly widened, and a thunderous roar, carrying unparalleled anger and killing intent, finally burst out.

"You little bastard, if I, Fan Lao, don't tear you to pieces and rip your bones and tendons today, I might as well commit suicide on the spot!"

Faced with Fan Lao's terrifying killing intent and countless astonished gazes shooting down from below, Xiao Yuan smiled and his light words completely ignited Fan Lao, who had already become a powder keg!

"Then you should just die, you old dog."

Xiao Yuan's light, mocking laugh was like a bucket of cold water poured into boiling oil. Instantly, a surge of blood-red, powerful Dou Qi erupted from Fan Lao's ferocious-looking body!

A pale, withered hand suddenly shot out, then swiftly formed a strange hand seal. The surging crimson Dou Qi churned and churned, and finally, a blood spear as thick as a calf and dark red all over quickly solidified and appeared before everyone's eyes.

The blood spear solidified, Fan Lao reached out with his claws to grasp it firmly. He raised his head and moved his mouth towards Xiao Yuan, revealing his slightly sharp, white teeth.

With a sudden tremor of its wings, a sharp, furious roar, filled with unparalleled killing intent, burst forth from Fan Lao's mouth. Within this resounding sound wave, the latter's figure seemed to ride the wind, transforming into an extremely blurry blood shadow, closing in on Xiao Yuan with lightning speed. The spear in his hand brought a chilling gust of wind as it viciously stabbed straight at Xiao Yuan's heart.

After using the so-called "Blood Transformation," Fan Lao did not show any signs of a surge in Dou Qi, but his speed increased significantly. So much so that when he made a move, many people could only see his body tremble slightly. Then, when they looked again, they were shocked to find that his figure had gradually become illusory. Obviously, this was something left behind when the speed reached a certain limit.

The speed Fan Lao displayed sent chills down many people's spines, yet Xiao Yuan, who was facing him, remained largely unmoved.

Within the pitch-black pupils, a crimson ray of light rapidly magnified. In the next instant, the crimson ray of light suddenly transformed into a ferocious face, and the incomparably sharp energy blood spear pierced through the air barrier, shooting straight towards them with a chilling force.

"Bite!"

A spear formed from Heavenly Flames struck first, colliding with the Blood-colored Spear.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind swept out like a storm.

With a sudden, violent flap of his wings, Xiao Yuan took a half-step back and with a flick of his arm, blocked Fan Lao's furious attack.

His gaze swept over Fan Lao, and he saw that on his cold and ferocious face, a pair of blood-red eyes were releasing unparalleled killing intent and bloodlust.

"You little bastard, I'm going to poke countless holes in you!"

Fan Lao gave a sinister laugh, and with a sudden twist of his hand gripping the blood spear, the spear veered off course, leaving a trail of crimson light as it thrust out once more!

"You?"

Xiao Yuan sneered. A streak of azure lightning suddenly flashed beneath his feet. With a swift movement, his figure shot out like a ghost along the blood spear. His five fingers clenched tightly, and black and white flames rose, transforming into a vortex of fire that enveloped his fist. With intense heat, he smashed it straight toward Fan Lao's old face.

Facing Xiao Yuan, whose speed was no less than his own, Fan Lao also took him seriously. Immediately, blood energy swirled around his right palm, and his sharp, blade-like nails, when his five fingers were brought together, resembled a sharp blood sword, which he thrust directly at Xiao Yuan's fist. The sharp force was like the sound of a sharp blade cutting through thin paper, making one's hair stand on end.

Feeling the sharp force contained in Fan Lao's somewhat strange fingernail blood sword, Xiao Yuan frowned slightly. Judging from the sound of the fingernail cutting through the air, its sharpness was probably no less than that of the blood spear. Such a direct collision with his bare fist was quite disadvantageous to him.

Thoughts flashed through his mind in a flash, and in a split second, Xiao Yuan's arm suddenly trembled, and the vortex of flames covering his fist flew out of his hand, turning into a flame drill that shot towards Fan Lao!

The released flame drill bit, like a cannonball, unleashed its suppressed heat the instant it left the barrel. Wherever it passed, even space itself rippled, appearing distorted and illusory, like the sky above a desert.

Xiao Yuan's attack changed in the blink of an eye. Therefore, by the time Fan Lao noticed, the black and white fireballs had already arrived in front of Fan Lao's fingernail blood sword. The scorching temperature, even with the shield of Dou Qi spirit, still caused waves of burning pain on his skin.

At such a distance, dodging was impossible, so Fan Lao did not back down in the slightest. Powerful blood-red Dou Qi shot out from the pores of his body, and then a blood-red light membrane appeared on his palm like lightning.

"Burst!"

With a swift movement, Xiao Yuan stared at the fiery drill that was inches away from Fan Lao. His lips moved slightly, and a clear syllable suddenly escaped.

As the sound faded, a burst of intense light erupted from the flames, followed immediately by a deafening roar that echoed through the sky. Blazing flames swept out from the point of explosion, covering the entire area!

With a flick of his sleeve, Xiao Yuan dispersed the ripples of heat spreading in front of him. He narrowed his eyes, watching the spreading fire, but he knew that an attack of this intensity could not possibly injure a powerhouse like Fan Lao! As Xiao Yuan stared, a blood-red pillar of light suddenly shot out from where the fire was spreading. Within the pillar of light, Fan Lao's figure slowly floated up. At this moment, his face was full of ferocity, his right hand held high a thick and sharp blood spear, his body in a half-rotating projection position. The blood-red Dou Qi surrounding him was also being drawn into the blood spear as if by some kind of attraction.

As more and more Dou Qi was poured in, the color of the blood spear became darker and darker. After a while, it turned into a dark brown color, almost like congealed blood. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Moreover, at the tip of the blood spear, the blood-colored arc of light emitted a cold luster. The sharp spear tip seemed to have the power to penetrate all defenses!

Upon seeing this familiar attack, Xiao Yuan's lips curled into a mocking smile.

As expected, it's the same old trick!

The next moment, Xiao Yuan formed a hand seal with one hand, and with the other hand, he pushed out the Heavenly Flames spear in his hand, which floated in front of Xiao Yuan under the pull of soul power.

At the same time, the energy of heaven and earth fluctuated violently. As Xiao Yuan formed his hand seals, the energy flowed into the Heavenly Flames spear, and a black and white fire dragon was gradually formed!

In his heart, Xiao Yuan also shouted in a deep voice, "Yin Yang Dragon Flight!"