While Ling Zhuo dealt with Black Flame, Xiao Yan had not interfered with it. The main reason was that even if he wanted to, he could not. Ever since Black Flame had been released by him, it had immediately devoured the green pillar of life energy and thereafter acted entirely on instinct. Unlike the other Heavenly Flames, this strange Black Flame had never truly been absorbed by Xiao Yan, so naturally, it did not obey his commands now.
However, Xiao Yan could no longer sit back and watch the tigers fight. Yao Qingyu was still under Ling Zhuo's control, and from the looks of it, Black Flame might very well devour them together. Xiao Yan understood that he had to stop Black Flame now.
Xiao Yan raised a hand toward Black Flame, intending to use the connection formed by that power of nothingness and the strange runes that had appeared on his arm because of Black Flame to summon it back. Black Flame sensed Xiao Yan's call, and its movements slowed for only a moment. Then, its devouring force suddenly intensified, as though it feared being suppressed once recalled and simply accelerated its consumption of the "prey" before it.
Ling Zhuo's Dou Qi protection was ultimately devoured completely. Watching the Black Flame shaped like Xiao Yan's face, as grotesque as a demon, tear toward him, Ling Zhuo urgently flung Yao Qingyu away, activated his Dou Qi, swept up Ling Yu, and prepared to flee.
This Black Flame was simply too terrifying. He would rather leave first than battle it to the death here. Under Black Flame's pressure, even killing Xiao Yan and Wei Jiangyuan, something Ling Zhuo had considered essential, no longer seemed so important.
Faced with the situation, Black Flame did not hesitate at all. In an instant, it