Will Your Battle Record Be Just Bragging?

A moment later.

"So Big Brother Xiao Xuan is already dead, and the Xiao Tribe is gone too."

Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes and spoke with a lost expression.

Xiao Yan maintained a pained silence, nearly convincing both Yao Chen and Venerable Skyfire.

"You came to fight over the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, didn't you?"

Having calmed down, Xiao Chen took a deep breath and spoke.

"Yes, Ancestor Xiao Chen. Please lend me a hand."

Xiao Yan said softly.

"So be it. A thousand years ago, I had no chance to give my all for the Xiao Tribe. A thousand years later, I will at least have the chance to protect you. Follow me."

Xiao Chen gave Xiao Yan a deep look, then led Xiao Yan's group to push open the doors of the final great hall.

Tap, tap, tap!

The group exchanged glances and cautiously entered the hall.

At the deepest part of the hall, a handsome young man in white robes sat upon an ancient throne. Milky-white flames occasionally curled around his body, taking on all manner of shapes.

"Mortals, you have finally arrived."

The handsome young man in white slowly opened his eyes and smiled.

The instant he opened his eyes, everyone could clearly sense the light inside the hall suddenly brighten.

Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint! He was the Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint!

The thought instinctively surfaced in everyone's mind.

The white-robed young man's smile appeared gentle and stunning, yet no one lowered their guard. Someone capable of effortlessly turning a Late Four-Star Dou Sheng expert into a Flame Slave could not possibly be easy to deal with.

"Mortals, defeat me, and you will obtain the Demonic Flame Origin. Otherwise..."

The handsome young man in white continued smiling.

"Shut up! Idiot! How much longer do you