Chapter 2588 Golden Crane Holy Flame

A slight frown flashed across Yiyi's cold face.

"This is a matter decided by the young master himself, I..."

"It's all the same." The four elders quickly interrupted.

Without waiting for Yiyi to say anything else, the four elders quickly said, "The Ice Palace delegation, eight envoys, and thirty Ice Palace elders, a total of thirty-eight people."

"Icestorm Sword Pavilion and his party, five envoys, and twelve Sword Pavilion elders, a total of seventeen people."

"Please also ask Your Majesty the Saint to take stock."

An elder said in a deep voice, "Half of the elders in the palace have not yet arrived."

"Before leaving, the protector said that if the palace owner needs them, they can all be brought in."

"Now do we need to summon them all to be counted?"

Yiyi frowned slightly.

In her opinion, she didn't want to decide for Xiao Yi about Xiao Yi.

But now, she just wants to find Xiao Yi as soon as possible.

Yiyi looked around and said indifferently, "Surround Dongfang's house and start searching."

"Whoever tries to stop him will be killed on the spot."

After saying this, Yiyi walked straight forward and entered Dongfang's house.

The violent waves in the east are no longer blocked.

…

Dongfangjia, the residence of the owner of the family.

Dongfang Kuanglan, Dongfang Patriarch, Dongfang Jinglei, Dongfang Qilin, and a group of Dongfang elders and leaders are all waiting here.

However, except for Dongfang Kuanglan, everyone else was restless and looked angry.

Dongfang Zhiteng stood up and said, "Grandpa, are we just going to watch those bastards running around like this?"

Dongfang Qilin said coldly, "The dignity of our Dongfang family is just allowed to be trampled upon by them?"

"Father." The head of the Dongfang family looked ugly.

Dongfang Kuanglan waved his hand, "If they want to search, just let them search as much as they can. Is there anything shameful about my Dongfang family?"

"The Eighth Hall and the Holy Moon Sect won't covet our Dongfang family's martial arts inheritance, so it doesn't matter."

Dongfang Jinglei said in a deep voice, "Father, that's not what I care about."

"My Dongfang family has never suffered such humiliation."

"Being searched extensively, that's..."

"That's right." Dongfang Zhi said coldly, "That stinky woman from the Holy Moon Sect came down to search."

"When will a yellow-haired girl be able to ride on the head of our Dongfang family?"

Dongfang Kuanglan smiled, "She can't, even if she is a saint from the Holy Moon Sect."

"But there is a boy named Xiao Yi standing behind her, so that will do."

"Exactly." Dongfang Zhi sneered disdainfully, "I'm not afraid of the little thief Xiao Yi coming in person, let alone this kind of saint?"

"Besides, this little thief Xiao Yi has disappeared now. I don't know whether he is dead or not."

Dongfang Zhi sneered disdainfully.

Dongfang Kuanglan shook his head, "The little thief Xiao Yi you call is not scary."

"Huh." Dongfang Kuanglan exhaled softly and stood up slowly, "In fact, I had no intention of stopping this saint's search."

"Why?" Dongfang Jinglei frowned.

Dongfang Kuanglan chuckled, "Because it can't be stopped in the first place."

Dongfang Kuanglan glanced at everyone present, "Unless you are sure that Hall Master Xiao Yi is really dead."

"Otherwise, never give this saint a half-hearted thought."

…

Demonic realm, within the edge.

A few hours ago.

In the night, a powerless body fell rapidly from a high altitude.

Bang…

The figure fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Uh." The body grunted, and a large mouthful of bloody blood spurted out from the mouth, spilling all over the face.

On the body, the chest that had been pierced was bleeding profusely.

The heart was also pierced, and the traces of scarlet were shocking.

On the body, the vitality flowed away rapidly.

In a short period of time, the entire body quickly turned cold, like a lifeless corpse.

This figure is naturally Xiao Yi.

"Uh." Xiao Yi groaned again.

Within the body, the Golden Flame Holy Fire was burning at an almost terrifying speed.

The broken heart is still sustained by this flame.

However, his rapidly passing vitality still made him weak and even his consciousness continued to blur.

Chirp…

Just at this moment, in the blurred vision, a spiritual crane came from the east and landed on Xiao Yi.

Linghe opened his mouth and caught a ball of flame in one mouthful.

Flame, all golden.

In an instant, flames arose above the spiritual crane.

Chirp…

The spirit crane cried and transformed into feathers.

The flames completely engulfed the spirit crane.

After a while, the spirit crane changed.

It was already a golden crane, a golden crane covered with flames.

"The wait is finally here." Xiao Yi smiled when he was unconscious.

Linghe is the true meaning of martial arts and one of his five unique skills.

Golden Fire is also the true meaning of martial arts and the true meaning of Golden Flame Holy Fire.

Bang…

On Xiao Yi's body, a more intense golden flame was surging.

Look more realistically, a flaming golden crane is attached to the body.

The damaged body is constantly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pierced chest, the broken heart, recovered quickly.

"I'll call you Jinhe Shengyan." Xiao Yi smiled, his vitality stabilized, and then he sat down cross-legged.

The Golden Flame Holy Fire, as the strongest healing flame in the world, Xiao Yi has controlled for a long time.

But when it comes to realizing the true fire of martial arts, it was only after being struck by an old man named Lu Long with a sword in the Ice Palace more than a month ago that he was directly seriously injured.

Xiao Yi has been waiting for this kind of martial arts true fire to merge with his spiritual crane true meaning for a long time.

However, it was not until today that he waited for this opportunity.

Compared with previous injuries, this time's injury is very different.

It wasn't someone whose strength far surpassed his own that caused his men to be so seriously injured in the battle.

It was a few warriors who were not as powerful as him who caused him the most direct fatal injury, a broken heart.

Only this most direct fatal injury can more easily find the point of convergence between the true meaning of Linghe and the true meaning of Jinyan Holy Fire in the line between life and death.

The integration of martial arts has never been easy.

"Huh." Xiao Yi breathed out lightly.

The injuries on his body, including current serious injuries and old illnesses from before, are all recovering at a terrifying speed.
To be continued...