After a full day and night, Xiao Yan rose, still craving more, and stretched luxuriously.
Sensing the more abundant Dou Qi within him, Xiao Yan gave a satisfied smile.
One night of dual cultivation had actually taken his cultivation straight from the middle six-star stage to the early seven-star stage.
Although it could not compare to devouring Heavenly Flames, this speed was already terrifying.
Of course, this was also because of Yao Ling's unique constitution, as well as the Child Flame of the Yin-Yang Saint Flame within her.
The Saint Daughter really was a delicious taste.
Just as Xiao Yan's smile was about to widen, he felt an immense surge of soul power attack from beside him.
His expression shifted slightly, and he mobilized his soul power to defend himself.
Clang! The invisible clash of souls sent a violent, unseen ripple through the air, leaving a deep gouge in the surface of the Altar.
"Are you trying to murder your own husband?" Xiao Yan turned to look at the icy beauty beside him.
Having entered her post-coital state of detachment, Yao Ling showed none of last night's passion. She had wrapped her delicate figure in a blue-green brocade robe, her dark hair slightly disheveled, but her beautiful eyes stared coldly at Xiao Yan.
"If I don't kill you today, the hatred in my heart will never be quelled!" Yao Ling sneered and continued mobilizing her soul power to attack Xiao Yan.
However, Xiao Yan's soul power had grown stronger once again. Although it had not reached seventh-grade advanced, the benefits of dual cultivation with the Emperor-Spirit Divine Soul Body went far beyond that.
"If I hadn't helped you, sooner or later that Yin-Yang Evil Saint would have trapped you here until you died."
Xiao Yan spoke with righteous conviction.