Inside and outside the chaos flame, Xiao Fan and Xiao Yan each prepared cautiously, watching for any movement from the "other side."
Both feared that the heavenly flame-or the Lizardman-would suddenly strike and catch them off guard.
Finally, when Xiao Yan came within thirty feet of the chaos flame, his brows gradually furrowed. He studied the burning flames ahead, a trace of puzzlement flashing through his eyes.
Within the snow-white Storage Ring on Xiao Yan's hand, the white-haired, white-bearded Heavenly Fire Venerable was likewise watching the black flames ahead. Then he turned his gaze to Xiao Yan, and his expression gradually grew peculiar.
To him, the black flames ahead looked exactly like Xiao Yan did now.
The only difference was that Xiao Yan was enveloped from head to toe in azure flames, looking like a walking, human-shaped mass of fire.
Apart from its color, the black flame opposite him was plainly no different from Xiao Yan.
As the distance narrowed, Xiao Yan also began to find the black figure ahead familiar. Only after hearing the Heavenly Fire Venerable's description did realization dawn on him. A flicker of astonishment crossed his face, and he stopped where he stood. Looking at the black flames ahead, he ventured, "Senior... Brother?"
Covered in chaos flame, Xiao Fan froze at the familiar voice. Then wild delight suddenly spread across his face.
"Hahahaha..."
Hearing that familiar laughter, Xiao Yan finally let his anxious heart settle. He approached Xiao Fan and asked, "Senior Brother, what are you doing?"
Xiao Fan did not react to Xiao Yan's familiar words. With the sense of danger fading, the torment of both body and mind returned. He said weakly, "Never mind that. Get me up there first."
"Get you up there?"
Xiao Yan had reached Xiao Fan's side by then. Confusion