As he was pulled along by the power of the Ancient Bodhi Tree, Xiao Yan felt utterly disoriented. Fortunately, his Dou Qi had not disappeared for long.
Then, Xiao Yan sensed faint traces of blood qi, while the sounds of colliding Dou Qi rang in his ears. He immediately jolted awake.
Upon closer inspection, he saw that he and the hundreds of people who had entered the ancient tree earlier were now all mixed together.
The reason he could sense the thin blood qi was that people's bodies were constantly being dissolved, their flesh and blood continuously turning into crimson light and flowing into the Ancient Bodhi Tree.
Having seen everything clearly, Xiao Yan's heart turned cold. Neither his ancestor Xiao Xuan nor the Flame Clan's intelligence had mentioned this.
He had come seeking an opportunity, not to be dissolved for no reason. Yet Xiao Yan also discovered that a kind of pressure had settled upon him, hindering his movements.
The Dou Qi within Xiao Yan surged instantly as he tried to break free from his restraints. As he moved, a layer of black-green radiance gradually emerged, forming a protective barrier before him.
"This is the power that 'ate' those people."
However, Xiao Yan discovered that this black-green radiance was exceedingly terrifying. It could actually dissolve his Dou Qi. Even his attacks had no effect when they landed upon it.
Since ordinary attacks were useless, Xiao Yan immediately released his Heavenly Flame—the Eight Wastelands Star Lotus Flame.
The purple, black, and red Heavenly Flame intermingled. Under Xiao Yan's guidance, it washed over the barrier. As expected of a wondrous flame born of heaven and earth, it caused the black-green radiance to tremble. Clearly, the Heavenly Flame's assault was effective.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan immediately extended his right hand, and a