The Yaoji Statue Internal Space.
At this moment, Xiao Yi was surrounded by intertwined purple flames and cyan radiance, looking magnificent, and its Eight-Star Dou Xian Perfection Stage strength was also enhancing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This kid, is he also starting to covet Samsara because of Her Eminence Yaoji's help? Then as his second brother, I naturally cannot fall behind."
After speaking, a look of gratification surfaced in Xiao Yan's eyes. Then amber flames surged over his body, and he finally walked step by step toward the purple elk upon the disc.
The tenth-ranked holy flame on the Sacred Flame Rankings had already reached a terrifying degree where heaven and earth would take notice. If not for the recent help of Her Eminence Yaoji and without the blessing of any auxiliary medicinal pills, Xiao Yan would not have dared to recklessly devour it. After all, with even the slightest misstep, he was extremely likely to be burned to ashes and reduced to nothingness.
"Buzz, hum, hum!"
The purple flame elk possessed extreme spirituality. Although it could not speak, the elk's beastly pupils actually exuded wisps of gentle purple flames as it looked at Xiao Yan. The cluster of purple fire atop its two antlers also formed the shape of a miniature elk, lying dormant upon them.
Xiao Yan walked step by step, his gaze fixed tightly on that miniature purple fire deer. The deer's purple flames surged, actually causing the surrounding space to twist and shatter, and an extremely heavy sensation rushed over him.
This thing was none other than the Sacred Flame Origin Elk of the Wulu Purple Spirit Flame!
Do not underestimate this Sacred Flame Origin Elk; although its volume was tiny, the energy contained within it was something even a Reincarnation Stage