After taking several steps back, the scarred elder steadied himself. He stared gloomily at the redness on his fist caused by the scorching heat and could not help growling in a low voice, "What a strange flame!"
The Milky White Flame on Xiao Yan's Heavy Ruler had naturally been seen before by someone as experienced as the scarred elder, but he had not considered that possibility. After all, Holy Flames were far too rare. Yet the moment they came into contact, he suddenly discovered that the blood-red energy formed by the fusion of the three of them had begun to turn ethereal beneath the Milky White Flame's burning. Only then did his heart jolt.
Moreover, the Milky White Flame did not stop there. When the three of them had joined forces to attack Xiao Yan, a wisp of tiny flame had slipped directly into their bodies from within.
The seemingly tiny flame began devouring their Dou Qi and disrupting their minds the instant it appeared within them, forcing them to divert their strength to guard against it!
With his knowledge, he naturally understood very clearly that any flame capable of burning even this blood-red energy into something ethereal was absolutely no ordinary flame. On the Dou Di Continent, only the most terrifying Holy Flames should have been capable of such a thing.
"It isn't a Holy Flame. The power of a Holy Flame is far stronger than this flame." The scarred elder was clearly the leader of the three. After his brief surprise, he spoke in a grave voice.
Seeing the scarred elder suffer a hidden loss, the expressions of the two elders behind him darkened slightly. They truly had underestimated this brat.
"Delays breed complications. Attack together and kill him!" The scarred elder fixed his bloodthirsty gaze on Xiao