Xiao Yan once again mobilized Evil Flame and Bone Spirit Cold Flame to encircle Fallen Heart Flame, deeply regretting letting it break free earlier.
Although Fallen Heart Flame had been absorbed into Xiao Yan's body, it clearly still possessed its own consciousness. Thus, it cunningly darted about in all directions under Xiao Yan's siege, and the terrifying heat made him wish he were dead.
After the capture continued for nearly ten minutes, Xiao Yan finally stopped this futile effort. If this dragged on, he would achieve nothing...
"Damn it, if I can catch you once, I can catch you a second time. I refuse to believe I can't catch you..."
His mind slowly sank into stillness. Strands of dense Evil Flame suddenly seeped out from every part of his body, eventually spreading into every corner within him.
Under Evil Flame's encirclement, Fallen Heart Flame, with its elusive movements, finally slowed somewhat. Xiao Yan seized the opportunity and used Bone Spirit Cold Flame to surround it completely.
Within his body, encircled by layer upon layer of Bone Spirit Cold Flame and Evil Flame, Fallen Heart Flame did not give up. Instead, it struggled violently like a trapped beast, continuously releasing terrifying heat. As the temperature grew increasingly intense, Xiao Yan's already twisted face became even more horrifying, uglier than anything in a horror movie.
Enduring the searing pain, Xiao Yan moved his mind. Evil Flame and Bone Spirit Cold Flame roared within him, then rapidly surged together and condensed into a black-and-white fireball. Inside the fireball was Fallen Heart Flame, desperately struggling to escape.
His consciousness passed through the flames as he stared viciously at Fallen Heart Flame within. With another thought from Xiao Yan, the flames churned, and streams of Black Flame extended outward like pipes, piercing into the palm-sized