The blaze of red fire surged wildly, tearing incessantly at Yann Wanyun's spirit and will. If he ever slackened, he would be completely devoured by the two other heads, turning him into a mere puppet.
This situation had been escalating ever since he advanced to the Divine Treasure.
At the moment of his ascension to the Divine Treasure, he felt like a ripe fruit on a tree, ready to be picked.
However, the entity behind the scenes wanting to consume his Human Soul was still lacking a bit.
A hundred years ago, Yanran was just a small tribe in the northwest of Ji Land, facing harassment from the Xiaoyang Mu Kang Branch.
Finally, during one of Xiaoyang's southern expeditions, the Yanran Division couldn't withstand them, and Yann Wanyun was naturally captured as a Xiaoyang prisoner, witnessing his parents' brutal death right before his eyes.
