"Boom boom boom!" Raging waves of fiery heat, akin to a world-ending torrent, poured directly toward King Xuan Ling.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
"Damned little beast!" Under the roasting of those extreme, scorching flames, King Xuan Ling could not help but roar.
Clearly, although these Heavenly Flames were not as formidable as Holy Flame, the mysterious power contained within every single Heavenly Flame was still enough to cause King Xuan Ling excruciating pain!
"Xiao Yan..." Seeing Xiao Yan in such a weakened state, Cai Lin's pretty eyes nearby could not help but well up with a trace of sorrow. Clearly, being able to force Xiao Yan into detonating all his Heavenly Flames made King Xuan Ling worthy of pride.
On the other side, after Xiao Yan detonated so many Heavenly Flames, Yan Chi actually managed to temporarily recover his sanity with the aid of that terrifyingly extreme power.
"I... Where am I..." Yan Chi muttered slightly, looking completely bewildered.
"Brother..." Hearing this, Mu Yingying, who had just been worrying about Xiao Yan, let her tears burst forth like a broken dam, releasing them directly.
"Yingying, don't cry. I'll take you home," Yan Chi comforted her.
The moment his voice fell, he looked around, only to discover that Xiao Yan had already been reduced to a state where his oil was spent and his lamp was dry.
"What is going on here?" Yan Chi could not help asking.
"Brother, from the Blood River Realm..." Mu Yingying explained it all over again.
"It seems this fellow Xiao Yan..." Hearing this, Yan Chi felt more or less a stirring of emotion in his heart.
Just as her voice trailed off, the gazes of all three were drawn to the extremely scorching fluctuation in the sky.
"Hahaha!"
"Little beast, to think you still possessed such