"This Xiao Yan is probably stronger than Han Feng by who knows how many times!"
Watching Xiao Yan brutalize the Fallen Heart Flame below, Su Qian suddenly realized that Xiao Yan was far stronger than he had imagined.
He had originally thought Xiao Yan was, at most, on par with the Thousand and Hundred Elders. Yet from the looks of things, this fellow was probably far stronger even than them.
No wonder this fellow was so confident when he said he could easily kill Han Feng. With his strength, unless the headmaster returned, there really weren't many people in the academy who could do anything to him!
At that thought, a wry smile appeared on Su Qian's face. Han Feng was merely a five-star Dou Zong, which truly amounted to little before Xiao Yan.
He could not imagine what sort of powerhouse had taught these two. Someone capable of training two seventh-rank alchemists was probably at least a legendary eighth-tier alchemist.
An existence like that could practically cover the sky with one hand on the Northwest Continent.
Within the dark-red Magma World, the Invisible Fire Python let out furious roars, yet it still had little power to resist Xiao Yan.
It writhed madly, invisible flames erupting all over its body. It even drove its heart flame to attack Xiao Yan.
Unfortunately, this heart flame had no effect whatsoever on Xiao Yan, whose soul power was extremely close to the eighth tier. His soul even transformed into a spike that pierced deep into its heavenly flame origin.
With its origin struck by soul power, the Fallen Heart Flame struggled even more violently. In an instant, the entire Magma World seemed to face annihilation. Waves of magma dozens of feet to nearly a thousand feet high erupted everywhere, leaving even Su Qian,