This man looked identical to Yan Hong. His eyes were filled with black flames, and his killing intent was soaring.

Standing within these endless flames, he seemed to the god of flames, capable of controlling all ten thousand flames.

“Eighth brother, what happened?”

Just then, a voice rang out and another man appeared. The two of them looked identical.

However, this person’s aura was even more terrifying. He was actually a Divine Venerate with an aura that could devour the heavens.

“Third brother! Ninth brother was slain. You came out too late. If you were just one step sooner… ninth brother wouldn’t have died.”

This eighth brother was Yan Xu’s eighth son, the one who had been beaten by Long Chen. His name was Yan Feng.

Yan Feng had just advanced to the...