"Too fast!"
That was the only thought in the minds of Luo Hetu and the others.
With a casual flick of his finger, he had effortlessly made a demon spirit comparable to an eighth-rank Sovereign burst into a cloud of mist.
Of course, that alone was nothing extraordinary. Although Luo Hetu could not do it so effortlessly, he could still kill a demon spirit with no special tricks if he struck with all his strength.
But what in the world was that dazzling flame?
Even with all four of them working together through an array, they needed over an hour to eradicate demonic qi. Yet a mere sweep of that dazzling flame had burned it into a wisp of black smoke?
Looking at the thousands of drops of spirit liquid before him, Luo Hetu finally understood why Xiao Yan had said he would take eighty percent, leaving each of the four of them only five percent.
If Xiao Yan could keep killing demon spirits and eliminating demonic qi at this speed, then they would indeed earn more than they could on their own.
And reality unfolded just as Luo Hetu and the others had anticipated. Xiao Yan slaughtered his way forward, and wherever he went, demon spirits comparable to anything from fifth-rank Sovereigns to Ninth-Rank Sovereigns burst into clouds of mist beneath a single point of his finger.
Then his dazzling flame swept over them, turning them into the purest spirit liquid.
Luo Hetu could even sense that after being burned by this flame, the already incredibly pure spirit liquid seemed to become purer still.
"What kind of flame is this? How can it be so powerful..."
Luo Hetu and the others could not help drawing in sharp breaths, their eyes full of envy.
Not only did the flame's power