Mingyue Lan and Jian Chen stared at each other, shaking their heads and laughing.
It was indeed Xuan Yi's style. He had been like this even before he had become a sect master in the southern region. It was fine if others did not provoke him, but if they did, it would cause a huge commotion, so everyone was terrified.
Yu Linglong blinked her eyes. Vaguely, she seemed to have comprehended Xuan Yi's true teachings.
"Boom!"
With a wave of his hand, the fifth grade furnace fell to the ground with a loud bang.
The originally dark-colored furnace shone with a bright radiance as if Xuan Yi had used the spiritual fire just now. The carved mystic bird flower mouth also faintly emitted a medicinal fragrance.
Xuan Yi's eyes were wide open, and the spiritual fire between his brows appeared from nothing, bringing with it a surging wave of air as it illuminated the entire secret chamber with a loud bang.