"This is what it means to be young..."
Watching Xiao Yan leave, Yao Chen could not help shaking his head lightly as he spoke with a trace of emotion.
"...He's rather like you were back then."
At Yao Chen's side, a pleasant voice slowly emerged from his body, finally taking form beside him. A faint smile then appeared on her face.
"Me back then? I don't think I had abilities like his."
Yao Chen shook his head gently, speaking with some feeling.
"That's not what I meant... but in my eyes, you two really are quite alike."
Watching the dazzling meteor Xiao Yan had become streak across the night sky of the Star Realm, the smile on her lips grew deeper.
"Is that so..."
"Otherwise, how could you have a disciple like him?"
Han Shanshan chuckled, making Yao Chen feel somewhat embarrassed.
"For now, his fate will depend on himself..."
The smile on Yao Chen's face faded slightly, and his gaze gradually returned to calmness.
As Starfall Pavilion set out, the major powers across Zhongzhou likewise grew restless.
One spatial gate after another opened, releasing large groups of figures. They tore through the sky with howling winds, batch after batch streaking overhead. Their destination was astonishingly unanimous: the northwest of Zhongzhou.
In just one night, all of Zhongzhou had gradually been stirred into unrest by the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame.
The Crimson-Gold Wings whipped up boundless gales and shattered the clouds. In but an instant, they crossed countless mountain ranges. Several figures followed closely behind, continuously flying over from the distant horizon.
"We're about to enter the thousand-mile range of the Demon Flame's descent."
Xiao Yan raised his head and looked into the distance. Blinding light poured forth continuously like a blazing sun. As they drew nearer, waves of terrifying