"Rumble!" A wave of extreme suppression filled the entire void of Medicine Valley. Even though their attacks had not yet been completely unleashed, ripples of flame energy spread everywhere, charging the place with a heavily oppressive powder-keg atmosphere.
"Good grief, such a fierce battle aura is actually erupting from the Eighth Peak. I wonder who is fighting up there..." At that moment, down in Medicine Valley, Yao Yichen and the others had already begun refining medicinal pills, so they could only spare a sliver of awareness to keep watch.
"To actually pass down your own Three Mysterious Karmic Flames Mantle to Yan Xuan, Ancestor Yanyun, you really are willing to part with a fortune." Watching the intensely brilliant spectacle of the two opposing forces in Medicine Valley, Old Monster Shen Xi muttered with a sarcastic tone.
The Three Mysterious Karmic Flames were Ancestor Yanyun's signature skill. This fellow was exceptionally talented and dedicated his days to the study of flames; although he lacked the great fortuitous destiny to obtain a Holy Flame, he spent a hundred years creating this flame himself after gathering the power of dozens of fire-type great heaven seeds.
The Three Mysterious Karmic Flames were brown in color, and their might remarkably surpassed that of great heaven seeds. In Ancestor Yanyun's arrogance, he believed his flame faintly showed signs rivaling a Holy Flame.
"Rumble!" Before the voices of the onlookers outside had even faded, the attacks of the two inside instantly left their hands. Over the entire Eighth Peak, countless strands of Heaven and Earth Energy scattered in all directions, and even slivers of space were distorted by them.
"Shatter!"
"Burn!" The two pushed out their attacks simultaneously and let out a cold snort.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The violent energy ripples raged forth like a series of