Jun Xiaoyao was seated cross-legged on a stone platform, his entire body engulfed in dazzling multicolored flames.
This Tuo She Ancient Emperor's Flame, if refined by any celestial pride, ninety-nine out of a hundred would fall due to its excessively tyrannical might.
Without any preparation, Jun Xiaoyao directly began his nirvana.
And then a shocking event occurred.
That Tuo She Ancient Emperor's Flame could not bring any fatal danger to Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao's skin turned charred, and even his flesh and soul began to endure the burning of the Tuo She Ancient Emperor's Flame.
Yet his expression did not change in the slightest, nor was there any hint of pain.
His demeanor was like that of an old monk entering a state of enlightenment.
Incomprehensibly vast blood energy and vitality surged within Jun Xiaoyao's body.
"How could this be?"
Wangchuan, Little Demon Immortal, Ji Qingyi, and others were immensely shocked.
