Although Xiao Fan had always acted as though he took nothing seriously, he had never forgotten Yao Lao.
Xiao Fan also knew that, through the Bone Spirit Cold Flame mark on Xiao Yan's forehead, he might be able to use the Heavenly Flame's peculiar properties to investigate Yao Lao's situation the instant Xiao Yan broke through to Dou Zong.
"Break open!"
Thus, just as Xiao Yan was about to break through, Xiao Yan released a wisp of soul power and merged it into his forehead. Sure enough, the instant Xiao Yan shattered the barrier to Dou Zong and completed his breakthrough, Xiao Fan sensed a faint call through the Bone Spirit Cold Flame.
Without further hesitation, Xiao Fan poured his soul power into the Bone Spirit Cold Flame. Enveloped by the flame, he soon sensed a faint spatial resonance.
With his current command of spatial force, Xiao Fan directly gathered and arranged it into a temporary spatial portal, then sent his soul power straight inside.
Familiar with the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, Xiao Yan saw what Xiao Fan was doing and plunged into the spatial portal without the slightest hesitation.
A faint dizziness washed over him, just as it did during spatial transportation. When Xiao Yan opened his eyes again, tears instantly filled them.
Before Xiao Yan lay the interior of a vast, sinister hall. At its very center stood a sphere of light bound by layer upon layer of iron chains, with Yao Lao's illusory figure enclosed within. Chains pierced Yao Lao's soul and rooted themselves in his soul form, their intricate rune markings giving off a faint glow.
Traces of exhaustion lingered on Yao Lao's aged face. His eyes were closed, and he said nothing.
Xiao Fan's illusory figure stood in front of Xiao Yan, his expression dark