"Damn it!"
"How could you possibly possess a Holy Flame!"
"You're definitely not a person from the Ghost Realm. Who on earth are you?" Hun Wuya's figure was blasted back dozens of meters by such a strike from Xiao Yan, his voice roaring incessantly.
"I am the one taking your life." Without wasting words, Xiao Yan brewed a massive offensive once more. Since the Holy Flame Power suppressed him, he would naturally annihilate him with thunderous means to cut off future troubles.
"Our Ghost Realm stands alone. If humans from the Six Realms enter our Ghost Realm, you will undoubtedly be wanted by us."
"You aren't from the Ghost Realm at all, yet you dare trespass into it!"
"Aren't you afraid of provoking the wrath of the mighty figures in our Ghost Realm?" Hun Wuya could not help but burst into a furious shout, his voice filled with madness!
There were countless living beings in the Ghost Realm, but if anyone wanted to possess a Holy Flame, it could only be two. Yet the Holy Flame on Xiao Yan clearly contained an extremely fierce aura, and this appearance was distinctly not that of a native resident of the Ghost Realm!
Coupled with the fact that the Ghost Realm stood alone and was quite harsh toward people from the other Six Realms, it led to their current situation.
"You'd better worry about yourself first!"
"Creation Fist!"
"First Fist Shatters Mountain!" As soon as Xiao Yan finished speaking, the cyan-yellow flame slowly wrapped around his fist, and then a detached fluctuation brewed within that punch.
"What in the world is this bastard?!"
"A fellow who possesses a Holy Flame, I'm afraid..."
"No, I must leave first, or I'll likely perish in his hands." Only at this exact moment did Hun Wuya temporarily