Old Yao told Xiao Yan some matters that required attention, then had him sit cross-legged and use his unique cultivation method to absorb the Black Flame into his body. Then he said,
"Once you find the Black Flame's source flame and imprint it with your soul mark, you'll have initially subdued it, and we'll be saved. You need to prepare enough Qi Recovery Pills. Otherwise, if your Dou Qi runs dry, we'll die even faster."
Xiao Yan did not waste words. Following Old Yao's instructions, he sat cross-legged and began absorbing the Black Flame into his body. The process was agonizing, and Xiao Yan was miserable. He could endure the Black Flame while it burned outside his body, but the moment it entered him, he could no longer bear it. Its temperature was already terrifyingly high, and it possessed the trait of burning souls and absorbing soul power to strengthen itself. Xiao Yan suffered beyond measure. Not only did he have to endure pain like being boiled in oil, but he also had to withstand the torment of his soul being burned. Right now, Xiao Yan only wanted to die. If he died, he would no longer have to suffer like this. That was the only thing Xiao Yan wanted to do.
"You brat, hold on! Think of your family, think of all those beauties in your life. You haven't yet stood above this continent, and you haven't yet conquered all the beautiful women in the world. Are you willing to die like this? Hold on!"
Just as Xiao Yan was about to give up, Old Yao's voice reached him, jolting him awake.
*That's right. My family is still under the threat of the Soul Hall. Xun Er and the others are still waiting for me. I haven't fulfilled my