"Yan Qi, abandon your fleshly body, now!"
On the other side, when Yan San saw what had happened, his eyes nearly split with rage. This was a great demon their clan had painstakingly raised to a higher realm. If he died, the Wind Goose Beast clan would suffer grievous losses today.
With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Yan San knew that Yan Qi could no longer extinguish the flames outside his body. That man's magic treasure was terrifying to such a degree, and the flames were even more vicious. Even he sensed something dreadful within those blood-red flames.
In truth, Yan Qi needed no reminder. His spiritual power had been obstructed within his body, leaving him unable to form any effective defense. The instant the blazing fire ignited, he knew his fleshly body was finished.
What he did not know was that, with his current strength, even if he had been at his peak, once those blood-red points of light struck him, his fleshly body would still have been destroyed.
Yan Qi's Nascent Soul had already fled, but the next instant, something happened that filled him with despair. The moment his Nascent Soul teleported, it slammed headfirst into a circle of invisible "railings."
Those "railings" could actually deal with a Nascent Soul's teleportation ability. That was the power of spatial laws, an immortal art and divine ability produced by a Spirit Transformation cultivator, and one given as compensation to a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Since it was called "Demon-Sealing," once successfully cultivated, even a Nascent Soul cultivator's teleportation ability could not easily break through it.
The instant Yan Qi's rebounding Nascent Soul crashed back into what remained of his burning fleshly body, it was immediately engulfed by a surge of supreme-yang fire.
"Ah! Gold... golden radiance..."
Yan Qi let out