"Little brother~ come here~"
Ever since he had refined the Fallen Heart Flame, that voice had been echoing endlessly by Xiao Fan's ear. Xiao Fan also knew it was Venerable Tianhuo, who had been hiding deep beneath the magma all this time.
Most likely because he had not contacted a living person in many years, Venerable Tianhuo called out to Xiao Fan without stopping for even a moment.
Xiao Fan was in no hurry. After all, making a move at the critical moment would be more useful, which was why he had not rushed to respond to Venerable Tianhuo.
Xiao Fan followed the guidance of the Fallen Heart Flame downward. Only after breaking through a layer of magma did everything shift into another scene once more, and that Infant Fallen Heart Flame was drifting leisurely in one place.
Xiao Fan subdued this Fallen Heart Flame, which had not the slightest ability to resist, with ease. As expected, Xiao Fan was pulled into a vast white space.
It was precisely the small space Venerable Tianhuo had opened up when fleeing for his life.
At the sight of someone intruding, waves of smoke drifted out from a pile of bones that had already turned white, gradually condensing into a human figure. The process of condensation was rather long, probably also because his soul power had been depleted.
He wore white robes, and both his beard and hair were snow-white. His face was aged, and faint gleams of light flickered in his calm eyes.
"Mm... little brother, you finally came." Venerable Tianhuo's tone carried exhaustion. Seeing the Fallen Heart Flame drifting in Xiao Fan's hand, he had just been about to show off a move, but who would have thought the Fallen Heart Flame would not pay any attention to Venerable Tianhuo at