"Your... corpse?" Xiao Yan's scalp prickled even harder, and even his hands and feet felt cold. He slowly turned his head.
Only after seeing no strange expression on the Yin-Yang Evil Saint's face did he regain a little composure. Even so, he still felt a trace of fear.
"Roar!" A low roar rumbled from the towering Red-Haired Monster's throat. The sound alone made savage killing intent rise uncontrollably in Xiao Yan's heart again.
"Leave what comes next to me. Little fellow, I'll need to borrow your body again," the Yin-Yang Evil Saint said.
With that, he plunged straight into Xiao Yan's body, giving him no chance to refuse.
"I..." Before Xiao Yan could react, he felt something enormous burrow into his body.
Even a Heavenly Realm soul whose owner had fallen a thousand years ago was far beyond a mere Seventh-Rank Alchemist.
"Don't resist. This is an opportunity for you," the Yin-Yang Evil Saint's voice rang out.
Xiao Yan still wanted to resist, but found that it accomplished nothing.
"After a thousand years of dissipation, that uncanny source has finally been diminished somewhat. Now, it is time to settle the cause and consequence of the past."
The Yin-Yang Evil Saint gave a low shout. In that instant, the space throughout the Ancient City seemed to freeze for a moment.
"Old friend, it's been over a thousand years. Let us fight side by side one last time." The Yin-Yang Evil Saint beckoned with both hands, and the two fish floating above the Red-Haired Monster's head suddenly grew lively.
The next moment, blossoms of black and white flame surged from the sky, the earth, and even places unseen.
Clearly, the power of the yin-yang twin flames had been accumulating within this space for over a thousand years.
As flames poured from this