"Flames, rise!"
"Cauldron, appear!"
Watching the other nine people make their move together and already begin refining medicinal herbs, Xiao Yan let out a sharp shout. Glazed Color flames slowly surged from his palm, and that scorching temperature actually burned the surrounding peaks until they twisted and turned illusory, faintly showing traces of spreading toward the other nine peaks!
The spreading flames actually bit by bit devoured and seized the rich energy atop the other nine peaks, giving the other nine people a jolt in their hearts.
"This fellow's strength is already formidable, and the flames he's using right now are even the extremely rare Holy Flame!"
"Truly terrifying."
Ming Feng and the two others glanced at each other, then let out cold snorts. Urging wisps of Black Flame, they simultaneously resisted the encroachment of Xiao Yan's Holy Flame while refining the Pill Cauldron before them.
The stronger Xiao Yan's strength grew, the happier the three of them felt in their hearts. After all, everything was under their control.
"The Black Flame of these three is somewhat strange, yet it resembles the gloomy power of the Demon Realm. Just what is going on here?"
Thorn Demon Child narrowed his dual pupils. Upon seeing those three clusters of black flame, his eyelids twitched involuntarily. The power contained within those black flames was quite profound, but Thorn Demon Child could sense a hugely incorrect sensation.
"Pfft!"
The next instant, a cluster of green flames bizarrely emerged atop Thorn Demon Child's palm.
The moment the green flames emerged, they immediately whipped up a wave of ghost-wailing and wolf-howling mournful cries, faintly leaving minds dazed and disoriented-bizarre to the extreme.
"Legend has it that there is an ancient behemoth in the Demon Realm called the Demon Python. Its strength reaches the heavens, its nature