"Golden Crow Fire!"
Ye Xuan's gaze turned cold.
In those eyes inlaid with Fire Essence, a brilliant firelight instantly erupted, flames reaching tens of thousands of degrees, clinging to Ye Xuan's body.
The flames devoured the battle armor on Ye Xuan's body, instantly turning the deep blue armor into fiery red.
"Black Blade."
Ye Xuan's right hand trembled, and a long sword, black as ink, appeared in Ye Xuan's palm.
"If not for the Demon God's Remnant Soul being in a deep slumber, these humble beasts would all be killed in the blink of an eye."
Ye Xuan chuckled bitterly. Ever since the Demon God's Remnant Soul fell into slumber, Ye Xuan had lost all forms of communication with it.
In other words, Ye Xuan could no longer contact the Demon God's Remnant Soul.
At this moment, flames burned fiercely around Ye Xuan's body, turning his skin blood-red, with his blood vessels faintly visible.
"Kill."
Ye Xuan let out a deep roar.
"Boom..."
