Journey to the Yan Clan

On the way to the Yan Clan, Xiao Yan unconsciously sneezed.

"What? Are you sick?"

Within the silver-gray Space Tunnel, Yao Wan could not help turning to look at Xiao Yan. After all, for Dou Shengs of their level, falling ill was no easy matter.

What was more, Xiao Yan's body was not only exceptionally resilient, but he also had Heavenly Flames protecting him. He had practically reached the point of being immune to all poisons. Even Xiao Yi Xian, with her Calamity Poison Body, would now find it difficult to affect Xiao Yan in any way.

"How could that be..."

Xiao Yan shook his head, though his voice inevitably carried a trace of hesitation.

"But all of a sudden, I have a very bad feeling..."

Xiao Yan spoke unconsciously. At the level of a Dou Sheng, one had already formed a faint connection with heaven and earth. Alchemists with powerful soul strength like him, in particular, possessed a subtle and mysterious intuition. When something related to themselves occurred, they would inevitably sense it to some degree.

"Something happened?"

Yao Wan's delicate brows lifted slightly. She seemed to have thought of something as well and could not help asking. As for this sort of perception between heaven and earth, she, whose soul realm had already reached Great Perfection of Heavenly Realm, felt it even more keenly.

"It doesn't quite feel like that either..."

Xiao Yan finally shook his head and said, "Forget it—let's deal with what's in front of us first."

"Come to think of it, this is also my first time going to the Yan Clan... That powerful clan said to be intent on gathering all the Heavenly Flames in the world—I'm quite curious about them."

Xiao Yan changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of anticipation. Leaving