Boom…
The Golden Flame Sacred Fire instantly gathered, enveloping the blood-covered fists.
The Golden Flame Sacred Fire, as the foremost healing fire, repaired the injuries on the fists at a visible speed.
"Hoo."
After a while, Xiao Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The flames on his fists had dissipated.
And the pair of powerful fists had already healed.
Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but simultaneously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his face filled with lingering fear, "What a terrifying Demon Dao."
His earlier frenzied actions clearly showed he had lost rationality and couldn't control himself.
In his heart, there was only that trace of madness to destroy everything.
Fortunately, the extreme cold aura of the Ice Phoenix Sword finally awakened a sliver of his mind.
And the Taiyin and Taiyang Eyes instantly suppressed the madness in his gaze.
Otherwise, if he had remained in that berserk state, the final outcome would have been unpredictable.
