The moment the intertwined Flame of Ash Annihilation suddenly collapsed and slammed into the Demon Cocoon, the cocoon abruptly trembled.
This sudden turn of events naturally fell into Yao Wan's eyes.
You really love cutting it this close, don't you?
Her brilliant golden eyes suddenly flashed with piercing light. The Tribulation Fire in her palm erupted, and the entire void of East Continent became a boiling ocean of ashen annihilation. Countless strands of Tribulation Fire burst forth within it; even a Nine Star Dou Sheng would likely have to keep well away.
Yet the instant the Demon Cocoon came into contact with the Flame of Ash Annihilation, it abruptly began to shrink. Its originally semi-transparent dark-purple shell rapidly dried out and dehydrated, becoming as hard and uneven as a walnut shell.
The Demon Cocoon was alive?
Yao Wan immediately understood what was happening. As the Flame of Ash Annihilation scorched it, the Demon Cocoon rapidly shriveled and turned to ash. Among its remnants, she noticed things resembling thin wings.
It immediately reminded her of the shrill, ear-piercing sneer she and Xiao Yan had heard when their efforts in East Continent had previously come to nothing.
"Yao Wan... Yao Wan! You will die a horrible death!!!"
At the same time, a voice filled with venomous resentment reached her ears once more, quickly fading amid the crackling of the boiling sea of fire.
Yao Wan did not know many people in the Tunling Clan. The others she had known had already become people she used to know. If there was anyone here she still remembered, it was probably the North Dragon King, whom the Tunling Clan had transformed into something neither insect nor dragon.
"To end up as pathetic as you... that really takes talent."
Yao Wan shook her head, utterly speechless.