"As expected, this fellow's true strength has already reached the Dou Zun level."
As he rapidly retreated, Xiao Yan watched Han Feng charging toward him from afar, a trace of solemnity appearing in his eyes.
An expert at the Dou Zun level-and an Extraterrestrial Fiend at that-was someone even he, the Xiao Clan's Emperor's Son, had to face with caution.
Fortunately, he had already made preparations before setting foot in Spring God Ravine.
As he released the brilliantly colored Four-Colored Fire Lotus from his hand, Xiao Yan's face grew considerably paler.
After all, this Four-Colored Fire Lotus had truly been condensed from four different Heavenly Flames.
Fortunately, all four were his bonded Heavenly Flames. Otherwise, his soul power would have needed to reach at least the Spirit Realm to condense this Four-Colored Fire Lotus.
With that thought, Xiao Yan retreated into the distance at his greatest possible speed.
When the rapidly approaching Han Feng saw the Four-Colored Fire Lotus, the savage grin on his face abruptly froze, and he immediately tried to halt his charge.
Unfortunately, he was moving too fast to stop in time. He could only watch as the Four-Colored Fire Lotus slowly swelled.
"This power comes from Heavenly Flames!"
Han Feng's pupils contracted. While desperately trying to retreat, he rapidly formed a series of hand seals. In an instant, the black demonic qi throughout half of Spring God Ravine surged madly toward him.
"Demonic Soul Battle Armor!"
Han Feng growled, and the terrifying black mist continuously condensed and compressed, finally forming a suit of pitch-black battle armor around him.
Faced with this magnificent Four-Colored Fire Lotus, even he, a former Demon King, felt a hint of mortal danger.
"Damn it! How can this brat have such strength?"
Han Feng cursed furiously, but it was already too late.