In a large crater somewhere in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, the unconscious Xiao Yan lay quietly in the center.
A single intrusion of poisonous flame into his body had knocked Xiao Yan unconscious. Other than protecting his heart meridians with the myriad beast spirit flame, he had no way to resist it.
Although the myriad beast spirit flame was a heavenly flame, Xiao Yan himself was only a one-star Dou Ling. Moreover, the netherworld poison flame ranked higher than the myriad beast spirit flame.
Even a mere wisp of it was enough to poison Xiao Yan so severely that recovery would be difficult.
His face was purple. If the myriad beast spirit flame had not protected his most vital parts, Xiao Yan would already have died from the poison.
Xiao Yan was so weak that he could not even contain the heavenly flame within him. A blood-red flame emerged from his body and transformed into a tiny Little Milk Puppy.
As Xiao Yan grew stronger, the puppy, which fed on his dou qi, had grown considerably plumper than when he first encountered it.
It wagged its tail and wandered around Xiao Yan, expecting him to play with it as he usually did.
Yet no matter how many circles it made, Xiao Yan merely lay facedown on the ground, his brows tightly furrowed, without responding at all.
The Little Milk Puppy had no idea what had happened to Xiao Yan. It nudged him with its little head, but he still did not respond.
The Little Milk Puppy grew deeply dejected and curled up beside Xiao Yan.
Magical beasts were everywhere in the Magical Beast Mountain Range. Even a few hundred meters from Bald Mountain, some highly venomous creatures still made their home.
A Jade-Scaled Snake seven or eight meters long