The sound gradually faded away.
The waves of fire in the sky slowly subsided. Yao Tianhuo stood in midair, drawing in the flames surrounding his body.
He lowered his head to look at the frost wound on his palm, his brow furrowing slightly.
The Ice River Valley's Dry Dragon Dark Nether Array truly had some skill to it. It had actually withstood a full-powered strike from his Five Wheel Li Fire Array.
Tian Shuangzi had fled with grievous injuries. That Ice Venerable from Ice River Valley would likely come knocking in person before long.
When that time came, even Skyfire Venerable would find it difficult to handle two Dou Zuns.
Han Xue let out a long breath, patting her chest as she spoke with a grin.
"Goodness, that scared me to death! We see Yao Lao smiling so cheerfully every day that we seem to have forgotten he's a genuine Dou Zun powerhouse!"
Xiao Yi Xian and Qing Lin exchanged glances, both revealing relieved expressions.
In that fierce battle high in the sky, the methods Skyfire Venerable displayed had been domineering and decisive.
That had been Ice River Valley, one of the Three Valleys of the Central Plains. Any ordinary reclusive expert would have avoided them at all costs. Who would directly tear all pretense apart for the sake of a few juniors?
Qing Lin hurried forward and bowed to the old man as he slowly descended into the courtyard.
"Thank you, Yao Lao, for saving us."
Xiao Yi Xian also bowed solemnly.
"Yao Lao, if not for you today, the Han Clan would likely have suffered disaster already. Xian'er owes you her life."
In midair, Han Fei and Han Chi, the two elders of the Han Clan, tumbled down into the courtyard.
Han Fei's face was deathly pale, his