Hearing Huo Zhi's question, Xiao Yan gave a helpless, bitter smile. "You may not believe this, but even I don't know what happened. The last thing I was conscious of was what happened in the Pill Tower. By the time I fully woke up, three years had already passed. During those three years, I was in a daze and had no memories at all."
Xiao Yan then released his Heavenly Flames. The purplish-black fire occasionally condensed into the outline of a dragon. Staring at the flames, Xiao Yan murmured, "After thinking it over again and again, the only thing I can barely connect to it is this."
"Three Thousand Burning Flame. Perhaps, at the final moment, it used some incomprehensible method to preserve a sliver of my life force? But even I think that explanation is rather far-fetched."
"Three Thousand Burning Flame is known as the Undying Flame. It can grant its owner an undying body." Born into the Flame Clan, Huo Zhi knew far more about Heavenly Flames than ordinary people.
"However, that undying nature has its limits. Back then, you took a Dou Sheng's attack head-on. Destructive power of that level was enough to utterly annihilate the body and soul of even a peak Dou Zun in an instant. That was absolutely beyond the limits of what Three Thousand Burning Flame could endure or repair. Even Three Thousand Burning Flame at its peak could not allow someone who had died on the spot after withstanding a Dou Sheng's attack to be reborn undying."
Huo Zhi paused, her eyes filled with confusion. "More importantly, you had not refined and absorbed it at the time. It didn't belong to you; it was merely a powerful Heavenly Flame sealed within the Pill Tower's Star Region. How could an ownerless Heavenly Flame