anticipating the next spectacle.The bearded man said with disdain, "I really don't know how the Brown family does things. It's just dealing with such a scrawny Chinese person, why make it so complicat...A yellow fire raged in the air, its body stretching over a hundred meters long, twisting and writhing constantly. Ye Bufan released his restraint, and it immediately condensed back into a ball.

But this time it didn't attack, instead it hopped and jumped to Ye Bufan's face, rubbing against his insteps constantly, just like a spoiled puppy, constantly acting cute and flattering.

Ye Bufan couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth. Cutting off the yellow heterogeneous fire was naturally not what he wanted.

This thing is extremely mentally taxing each time it's cut, and it also wastes time. It's the right way to make the other side submit.

"So, you are willing to submit to me"

Hearing him say that, the yellow fire beneath his feet gathered into a ball and wriggled incessantly, as if nodding its head.

Then come into my palm!

Ye Bufan stretched out his hand, and the yellow flames jumped from the ground into his palm, twisting their bodies incessantly, but without any heat radiating. It was obvious that they had completely submitted.

He now understands heteroflame very well, once he submits he will be loyal and will never betray his master as long as the latter is alive.

With a thought, the yellow flames vanished from between his palms. When they reappeared, they were within his dantian, transformed into a flame the size of a mung bean.

"Finally, I did it."

Ye Bufan was overjoyed, but suddenly thought of a question: this strange fire was an unowned thing and hadn't been given a name yet.

He once again reached out his hand, a yellow flame appearing in his palm.

"What name should I give you"

Ye Bufan thought for a moment: "You come from the ancient secret realm, and you are a yellow heterochromatic fire. Let's call it Yuan Gu Xuan Huang Huo."

After he finished speaking, the yellow flames in his palm spun around several times, constantly twisting and turning, as if very pleased with the name.

Then, with a flash, it vanished from the palm and reappeared within the dantian.

Ye Bufan this time subdued the ancient Xuanhuang fire and also got a Qiankun net, it can be said to be a rich harvest.

He couldn't linger here, his figure flashed and he left the Dragon King's Palace.

Outside the Fire Mountain Valley at this moment, everyone is bearing the intense heat, standing on the edge of the valley, observing the sea of fire before them.

Flames raged and licked at the sky, but Ye Bufan's figure was nowhere to be seen. Even the yellow strange fire and the Universe Net had vanished completely.

I waited for a long time, but there was still no response.

Tan Ge was filled with disappointment. This time, he had thought that with his improved cultivation and thorough preparations, he would be able to subdue the strange fire.

But in the end, nothing was gained, and even a high-grade fairy artifact was lost. How will the sect explain this afterward

In contrast, Eastern Dao-yuan, standing beside him, was extremely comfortable.

Anyway, the other fire isn't mine. If I didn't get it, then I didn't get it. As for the Qiankun Net, it wasn't mine to begin with, so it's no big deal if it's gone.

And now what makes him happiest is that Ye Bufan has disappeared in the fire, this guy should have been thoroughly refined, otherwise he wouldn't be so quiet for so long.

He was originally the most respected genius in Zhongtian Domain. Only under the admiration of the crowd could he have a broad mind, and only then could he be unrestrained and free.

When Ye Bufan stepped on him with his foot, his mindset completely changed.

"Alright, everyone, you can stop looking now. It's been so long with no movement, the person must be dead."

As soon as he spoke, Xuanyuan Linglong's face immediately filled with anger: "Nonsense, even if you died a hundred times, Brother Ye wouldn't die!"

Jin Meier's killing intent surged: "If you dare say another word, I'll kill you now!"

Wu Qiumei's expression was gloomy, she said nothing, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Whether you speak or not, you're still dead!e with a click.Although Wang Aiguo didn't utter a single sound from his mouth, it didn't mean that his arm wasn't hurting. He was simply enduring the excruciating pain with sheer willpower.But at this...