"This is... the aura of Bone Spirit Cold Flame!"
As Yao Lao's words fell, Xiao Yan could no longer hide his shock. "But isn't Bone Spirit Cold Flame with you, Teacher?"
Yao Lao shook his head. Though his expression was hidden, the ruefulness in his voice was unmistakable. After all, subduing Bone Spirit Cold Flame back then had nearly cost him half his life. "Regardless, let's keep going and take a look first."
As Xiao Yan advanced, the patrol at the temple entrance, already alerted by Xiao Fan, naturally refused to let anyone else slip inside. They had no idea someone had already infiltrated the temple. The moment they spotted Xiao Yan, the two sides quickly clashed.
After Xiao Fan entered the temple, another ten minutes or so passed before a small, crystal-clear lake came into view. A little island stood at its center, with no bridge connecting it to the shore. A flight-restricting formation hung over the area as well, leaving swimming as the only way across.
Looking at the lake's clear waters, Xiao Fan knew they were not nearly as harmless as they appeared. If he entered without preparing, the water would turn into a deadly weapon in an instant.
Carefully controlling Bone Spirit Cold Flame, Xiao Fan coated his body with it and swiftly swam toward the far shore. Using the flame, he also sensed Bone Spirit Cold Flame outside the temple. His eyes shifted as realization struck: he had stirred the grass and startled the snake. It seemed Xiao Yan had been stopped outside.
The moment Xiao Fan entered the lake, he discovered that the Bone Spirit Cold Flame wrapped around him was heating the surrounding water until it bubbled and gurgled. Gradually, the lake revealed its true appearance, its clear water turning into purple venom