Countless deep black chains pierced through Ye Xuan's body, leaving his flesh and blood in disarray, with blood staining his entire form like he had just crawled out of a vat of red dye, an utterly terrifying sight.
The flame-like radiance completely enveloped Ye Xuan, while a layer of deep blue glow flickered intermittently on the surface of his body!
Undoubtedly, that layer of deep blue glow was gradually countering the flame radiance.
The battle between the flame radiance and the deep blue glow was precisely the competition between Ye Xuan's consciousness and the Pixiu spirit's consciousness.
The Pixiu spirit, as the ninth son of the true dragon, even though it had fallen and was left with only a single residual soul, it was still the offspring of a true dragon, of the utmost noble status!
It could not bear to have its Fire Essence power taken by a mere human, and that human was only a mere peak of the Mahayana Realm cultivator!
