A Thousand-Year Poison Marsh, the Netherworld Poison Flame

Xiao Yan wrapped an arm around Xiao Yi Xian's slender waist and sped straight into the depths.

The farther they went, the denser the poisonous mist became. Eventually, it was almost solid—a terrifying sign of its toxicity.

But it had no effect on Xiao Yan or Xiao Yi Xian.

With the Horse Talisman and Heavenly Flames, Xiao Yan had nothing to fear. Xiao Yi Xian was even better off: thanks to her Woeful Poison Body, the mist could not harm her. Instead, it nourished her.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

As they traveled, a gaping maw suddenly lunged out of the poisonous mist, snapping straight at them while their guard was down.

"Get lost!" Xiao Yan was ready. At his cold shout, two beams of golden light shot from his eyes.

The instant the light struck the creature's rotting body, it pierced straight through. The body exploded a heartbeat later.

The beast had thought itself well hidden, but Xiao Yan had sensed it long ago.

The sudden attack gave Xiao Yi Xian a fright.

Before she could react, Xiao Yan had already dealt with the hideous thing.

That rotten Xiao Yan... He's actually pretty handsome... Nestled against his chest, Xiao Yi Xian stole a glance at his profile, her cheeks rosy.

Xiao Yan was about to show off to her when Yao Lao spoke first.

"Brat, it looks like this trip was worth it." Yao Lao could barely contain his excitement.

He possessed a Heavenly Flame himself, and his soul cultivation far surpassed Xiao Yan's. He had already caught a trace of another Heavenly Flame's aura.

"That's great!" Delight spread across Xiao Yan's face.

If Yao Lao could sense it, no one had beaten them to the Netherworld Poison Flame. That was the best news Xiao Yan could have hoped for.

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