This youngster isn't very old, but his control over fire is incredibly powerful. At this level, he's probably far better than those old fossils in the Fire Spirit Clan. I really wonder which faction raised a genius like him, Mandala thought, sensing the searing heat mere hairsbreadths from her heart that nevertheless left her completely unharmed.
The Fire Spirit Clan was universally acknowledged as the race most proficient in the power of fire throughout the Great Thousand World. She had dealt with Earth Supreme experts from the Fire Spirit Clan before, and their fire-control techniques had left a deep impression on her. She had thought they represented the pinnacle of the Great Thousand World, but compared with Xiao Yan, they were little witches standing before a great sorcerer.
This made her even more curious about Xiao Yan's origins. Given her status, she naturally knew that the Great Thousand World held some Ancient Clans even more powerful than the Fire Spirit Clan. Could this fellow be an heir to one of those Ancient Clans?
The black brambles wrapped around Mandala's heart were undoubtedly far tougher than those the Emperor Flame had casually burned away during the earlier eruption. After all, this was where their true body lay. Even the Emperor Flame could not burn them away outright. As time passed, however, the black thorns gradually began to melt beneath the dazzling flames, finally turning into drops of black liquid that dripped down incessantly.
Xiao Yan had no intention of letting this black liquid escape, either. After all, it was also formed from the power of the curse. If he allowed it to seep into Mandala's body, it would inevitably form a new curse.
Thus, he divided his attention between two tasks. While controlling the Emperor Flame to continue burning the black