"Hehe, I am the Soul Hall's Third Heavenly Venerable. Greetings, friend of the Xiao Tribe."
A black-clad figure slowly stepped out of the void without warning.
"You actually managed to hold back from acting until now. That must have been hard for you."
Xiao Yan looked calmly at the middle-aged man before him, whose smile was exceedingly amiable.
Though his face was abnormally pale, he showed no fear of the newcomer's threat.
"If Xue He failed the mission, then he deserved to die. It was already not bad that he managed to drag you down to this state. I wonder how much Dou Qi you still have left to fight?"
The Third Heavenly Venerable sized Xiao Yan up sinisterly.
"Flame Mantra, circulate!"
A low shout was Xiao Yan's response to the Third Heavenly Venerable.
Following Xiao Yan's low cry, the patch of sky above him suddenly darkened as dark clouds drifted over. The clouds abruptly unleashed a powerful suction force, drawing in all the energy from the surrounding space.
That energy was eventually compressed into a pillar of light and poured into Xiao Yan's body. As his complexion regained its rosy color, Xiao Yan's aura suddenly surged!
"Probably enough for another three hundred battles."
Xiao Yan smiled contentedly as he felt the abundant Dou Qi within his body.
"..."
So Xue He died for nothing just now?
The Third Heavenly Venerable was utterly dumbfounded. The thought made him want to hit someone!
"Mm, that trash Xue He probably did die for nothing."
Xiao Yan smiled as if he had seen through the Third Heavenly Venerable's thoughts.
"Hehe, that was the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame, ranked fourth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, wasn't it? But why is the Ancient Clan's inherited flame in your hands?"
The Third Heavenly Venerable's face