The Crimson Emperor

Before Xiao Yan's eyes, the sea of flames had changed from its original crimson into intertwined black and gold.

After the Nine Nether Golden Ancestor Fire and Eight Desolations Destruction Flame had fully matured, Xiao Yan immediately devoured them both. The entire Burning Flame Heavenly Pool had consequently turned into a massive Flame Storm. Countless fire-attributed energies underwent a second great eruption, and stirred by two powerful Heavenly Flames ranked in the top ten of the Heavenly Flame Ranking, its might was even greater than when Xiao Yan had broken through to Two-star Dou Sheng.

Xiao Yan sat cross-legged at the center of the Burning Flame Heavenly Pool, his eyes tightly shut. The Flame Storm around him tirelessly absorbed an endless amount of terrifying energy for him.

It was as though the scene before him abruptly changed. In the instant his eyes opened and closed, everything that had been there vanished—the magnificent palace and the scorching Burning Flame Heavenly Pool were all gone. By the time Xiao Yan fully came to his senses, his consciousness had sensed that he had somehow arrived in an unfamiliar space.

Where was this?

Xiao Yan was slightly startled. This was not his Na Ling Space, and the scorching sensation from being within the Burning Flame Heavenly Pool had completely disappeared.

Suppressing the trace of hesitation in his heart, he raised his head and looked toward this inexplicable boundless space. Before him appeared an illusory figure seen from behind. As though it had sensed Xiao Yan's arrival, it softly exhaled a breath of turbid air before turning around.

"Though you are not of my Yan Clan, you were able to activate the Burning Flame Heavenly Pool through your own Heavenly Flames. Descendant of Xiao Di, you have done well."

The instant that figure turned around,