"Boom!!!"
In an instant, another muffled thunderclap erupted, and savage wounds burst open in the webbing between Xiao Yan's thumbs and forefingers.
Lowering his head, Xiao Yan looked at the ball of flame that flickered incessantly with purple and white light, like a sphere of electricity.
His pupils suddenly contracted. He knew this was a sign that the energy had grown so violent it was about to explode!
"Damn it! Kid, disperse them now! Do you want to die?"
Hai Bodong's expression changed in the distance. Feeling the violent heaven and earth energy surrounding Xiao Yan, he shouted urgently.
Beside him, the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor's gaze flickered, but inwardly he breathed a sigh of relief, sneering to himself, What a fool who doesn't know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth runs!
Xiao Yan ignored Hai Bodong's advice.
At that moment, his pitch-black eyes were fixed on the purple-white ball of flame growing violent in his hands. As his concentration reached its utmost limit, everything in his world seemed to fall silent.
Even the wind beside his ears seemed to vanish.
At that instant, a blank look suddenly surfaced in Xiao Yan's eyes. His fingertips abruptly became extraordinarily nimble, as deft as fingers plucking flowers through a veil of leaves.
His ten fingers darted rapidly through the ball of flame.
In an instant, wisps of Dou Qi generated by the Flame Mantra poured swiftly into it.
As the Dou Qi produced by the Flame Mantra continued flowing into it, the raging flame eerily began to settle. The purple and white flames writhed gently, then slowly condensed into a purple-white lotus seat no larger than Xiao Yan's palm beneath the stunned gazes of Hai Bodong and the Eight-Winged Black Snake Emperor.
The moment the lotus seat took