The old man seemed to be unaware of the high temperature. He signaled He Xi to place Ouyang Haoxuan's body on the sand, muttering, "My dear disciple, I haven't used my true energy for hundreds of years. When I wake up, you must prepare a full banquet to reward me."
"Oh, and don't let that little pink pig snatch it from me. All the dishes and wine belong to me, Master!"
He Xi laughed, but still nodded and said, "Thank you, Master!"
The old man was satisfied. He sat cross-legged beside Ouyang Haoxuan and slowly closed his eyes.
He Xi, who was standing by, was shocked to find that the moment the old man closed his eyes, his entire aura changed.
Powerful spiritual energy like an overwhelming tidal wave surged out from his body, wrapping around Ouyang Haoxuan's body.
Almost at the moment when Ouyang Haoxuan came into contact with the old man's spiritual power, a golden-red light appeared in his dantian.
The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and his skinny hands quickly formed complicated seals and struck towards Ouyang Haoxuan's dantian.
The golden-red light at Ouyang Haoxuan's dantian kept jumping and colliding with the old man's spiritual power, as if trying to break free.
He Xi could vaguely see that it was an original, blood-red bead about the size of a little fingernail.
As the blood-red bead continued to beat, the already scorching desert became even hotter.
He Xi looked at the old man nervously, and saw beads of sweat oozing out of his head and his face looked extremely ugly.
He Xi was shocked, although she could not fully understand the strength of her cheap master.
But what is 100% certain is that he has definitely surpassed the top strength of Miluo Continent, or it should be said that he does not belong to this world.
But now, Master fought against the Fire Spirit Pearl with all his strength, but he was still at a disadvantage? How powerful is the Fire Spirit Pearl
As the old man's spiritual power competed with the Fire Spirit Pearl, Ouyang Haoxuan's body began to show changes visible to the naked eye.
The bright red light flowed through the meridians in his body, and wherever it passed, the originally burnt charcoal-like skin slowly regained its flexibility and smoothness.
His heart pulse and dantian, which had originally been calm, began to beat slowly.
A blush slowly appeared on Ouyang Haoxuan's face, which had originally looked lifeless, and his brows gradually twisted together, revealing a painful expression.
The struggle between the red bead and the old man continued. The old man was sweating more and more, and his face looked ugly. The light of the red bead was getting thinner and thinner, as if it would evaporate and disappear at any time.
But at this moment, Ouyang Haoxuan struggled violently, roaring and screaming like a wild beast.
Faintly, He Xi could hear Ouyang Haoxuan's broken and hoarse voice, "Mother... Father... The Feng family... Die!"
Because of Ouyang Haoxuan's struggle and the surging hatred in his body, the originally dim red bead was slowly covered with a layer of dark and strange black air.
The old man's expression became increasingly gray and ugly, and the spiritual power that originally enveloped Ouyang Haoxuan also shook, as if it was entangled by the black dark aura.
He Xi was standing nearby at this time, and felt as if he was at the junction of ice and heat.
She felt the cold seeping into her bones, and then she felt so hot that her flesh and blood seemed to be melting. (To be continued)