It is not difficult for him to break this seal. He only needs to use soul skills and void swallowing fire to break it.

The light slowly shrank, squirmed, and finally turned into an illusory old figure.

The figure was dressed in white robes, with snow-white beard and hair, an old face, and a faint sparkle in his plain eyes. As soon as this illusory figure appeared, Xiao Yan felt a feeling spreading from the bottom of his heart.

The feeling of oppression.

"The Fallen Heart Flame has been subdued." The illusory figure glanced at Xiao Yan, and then looked at the little snake that swam to Xiao Yan's side. There was an indescribable meaning in his voice.

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed. He heard the great elder once said that the dean had discovered Fallen Xinyan here. He originally planned to arrest him, but he saw that Fallen Xinyan already had some intelligence, and he was not too smart.

It was necessary, so the Tianfen Qi Refining Tower was built.

Could it be said that this fallen heart inflammation once belonged to the person in front of me?!

The mysterious soul made a move with its hand, and the little Xinyan snake swam to its side slowly and ignorantly. Xiao Yan was not surprised to see this scene, and he didn't resist at all, nor did he yell.

With Fen Jue, Xiao Yan has absolute control over the strange fire.

And, the soul body? Haha. Let me jump around for a while to see if there is anything else.

"You don't seem to be afraid that I will take away the Fallen Heart Flame." The old man's eyes flashed and he looked at Xiao Yan.

With the soul robe around, he couldn't see through Xiao Yan's strength.

Xiao Yan shrugged and said nothing.

"Don't worry, I won't steal your Fallen Heart Flame. Strictly speaking, I have already died, and my soul has been exhausted after so many years." The old man said calmly, waving his hand lightly.

Fallen Xinyan returned to Xiao Yan by himself.

Xiao Yan did not believe what this old man said. After joining the Soul Palace, he had a very deep understanding of the soul body, so Xiao Yan knew that the person in front of him was not a remnant soul but a very strong soul body that was well preserved.

"I forgot to introduce myself, I am Yao Tianhuo. Others sometimes call me Lord Tianhuo." The old man in white robe smiled, but there was a sense of pride radiating from his bones in his smile.

"Oh." Xiao Yan's tone was neither happy nor sad. He was just a venerable person, and so was he.

Xiao Yan, Xiao Clan, others sometimes call me Lord Soul Flame!

Of course, he, as a venerable person, has a little too much water.
Chapter completed!