Lowering his head to look at Qian Renxue's delectable face in his arms, Xiao Yan smiled and asked, "You're not hurt, are you?"
"No." Qian Renxue shook her head, looking at Xiao Yan with a curious light in her eyes. The blush on her cheeks faded a little before she said gravely, "Xiao Yan, what do we do now? That heavenly flame has broken through the seal on the Angel Secret Realm."
The Fallen Heart Flame had now assumed human form and seemed to have obtained the Angel God's inheritance as well. Even Qian Daoliu could only scramble to avoid it. Yet Xiao Yan had rescued Qian Renxue from its grasp in the blink of an eye. Such strength gradually began to win over the Spirit Hall Consecrated Elders who had rushed to the scene.
"That divine succession trial your Spirit Hall passed down-I'm afraid it's finished. This creature has devoured the whole thing," Xiao Yan said with a faint smile, seemingly sensing something.
Then Xiao Yan turned his gaze toward the figure wreathed in golden flames. A trace of solemnity flashed through his eyes. Alongside the colorless flames flowing over its body, the Fallen Heart Flame now also radiated pale golden fire. It held the Angel Holy Sword, and its golden eyes brimmed with murderous intent and fury.
Looking like that, it was a false Angel God through and through.
Streams of colorless flame continued seeping from the Fallen Heart Flame's body. Whenever they touched nearby buildings or anything else, they burned them straight into nothingness. Judging by its imposing presence, its strength seemed to have soared far beyond what it had been before.
Suddenly, Xiao Yan's heart gave a violent jolt. The heavenly flames flowing through his meridians released an intensely scorching heat. Immediately afterward, the Fallen Heart