"...A fire spirit?"
The Spirit Devouring Saint King immediately furrowed his brow. Upon sensing the aura of Yao Wan and Xiao Yan merging as one, he frowned deeply, finding it wrong no matter how he looked at it.
"Even I cannot help but ask what kind of evil art this is... Isn't this woman a human who inherited the Yao Clan bloodline? How did she become a Heavenly Flame spirit?"
To the Spirit Devouring Saint King, this was no different from someone transforming between two utterly unrelated races in an incredibly short span of time.
No, it was even stranger than that.
Even if the Tunling Clan had used the North Dragon King as a medium and transformed him into the necessary vessel, that had merely changed him from a creature of the Dou Qi Continent into a species related to the Tunling Clan.
But how could a Heavenly Flame spirit be considered an ordinary creature of flesh and blood?
Heavenly Flames were born of heaven and earth. Those among them capable of developing intelligence were already exceedingly rare, so how could Yao Wan, a human, transform into a fire spirit?
"There are countless karmic ties in this world that you have never seen. What harm is there in one more?"
Yao Wan's figure, formed from the Living Flame, was no different from before. Yet she seemed to have lost all weight, merely wrapping her arms lightly around Xiao Yan's neck from behind. Her long black hair slowly spread out, dancing in the wind.
Xiao Yan frowned slightly and reached for Yao Wan's fair wrist around his neck, but grabbed only empty air. The illusory emptiness in his palm clashed sharply with the reality of her whisper by his ear, while resentment and fury were visibly thick in his bloodshot