"Who are you?" An aged voice drifted calmly from beneath the black robe.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan gave an eerie laugh, then said in his soft, effeminate voice, "You must be the mysterious Alchemist who refined the Foundation Pills? I am an elder of Spirit Hall, here by order of His Holiness the Pope to invite you to Spirit City for a discussion."
As he spoke, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan slowly raised his right hand. Golden light gathered in his palm, finally taking the shape of a golden chrysanthemum.
Beneath his black robe, Xiao Yan's expression grew extremely grave. Turning his gaze toward Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, he said coldly, "What if I refuse?"
"Hmm?" Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan snorted. A peculiar aura carrying a faint fragrance spread from his body and enveloped Xiao Yan in an instant, leaving him unable to move or even use his Soul Power.
Xiao Yan's expression shifted slightly. He knew he was probably in real trouble this time. After all, he still had no idea what this man truly wanted.
Surely he could not simply follow the man on the strength of a few words?
Enveloped by Chrysanthemum Douluo's Third Soul Skill, Aura Barrier, Xiao Yan felt a flicker of foreboding. Being restricted so severely before they had even exchanged blows sent a chill through his heart.
With a thought, Xiao Yan split the Heavenly Flames within him into strands of green fire, which flowed swiftly through his meridians. A moment later, his body trembled slightly, and a thin gauze of green flame completely enveloped him.
With this layer of green flame gauze, Xiao Yan regained his ability to move.
"I never expected you to have some ability." Seeing that the Black-Robed Man remained completely unharmed under his Third Soul Skill, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue