An Lin looked on at the slowly receding holy flame before slowly standing up and stretching lazily.
The plaza was a little quiet, and everyone seemed to have forgotten to cheer and applaud as they stared blankly at An Lin, as if they were worried that An Lin still had some tricks up his sleeve.
An Lin smiled and extended an earnest salute to the tens of thousands of disciples and elders on the plaza before walking off the spell altar with a hint of longing in his eyes.
It's over?
All of the disciples finally came to their senses, and the atmosphere on the Holy Flame Plaza instantly exploded. Tens of thousands of disciples applauded in celebration, and some of them were even chanting An Lin's name.
An Lin was a disciple of the Vermilion Bird Sect after all, so he was one of them. Even though they were a little envious and jealous, they still didn't hold back in expressing their blessings and awe.
An Lin made his way over to Mo Hai and the others before sighing with satisfaction. "Not bad."
Lu Jiazhi's face convulsed with displeasure. "Come on … this is what you call a freakish harvest! If you call this not bad, then I'm a super poor person! "
Mo Hai stared at An Lin with reverence on his face. "When you said you were going to reach the Return to Void Stage in ten years, I thought you were just putting on a front, but now I believe you! You really are my brother! You're so bad * ss! Don't forget your brother when you're rich! "
An Lin chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll protect you from now on!"
Right at this moment, Great Elder Chen Xinran's voice sounded again, "Number four, Ji Yongfang, please make your way to the spell altar!"
Ji Yongfang's heart jolted upon hearing this, and he immediately recovered from his previous state of defeat.
He turned to look at An Lin, and a strong sense of indignation welled up in his heart, but he was no longer able to muster up any thoughts of resistance.
He made his way toward the spell altar. This was supposed to be a moment for everyone, but all of the disciples around him were still discussing An Lin, and all of them turned to look at An Lin, who was standing outside the spell altar.
Ji Yongfang gritted his teeth and released the Vermillion Bird Flame Wing. This was a crimson flame wing, which meant that it was a mid-tier flame wing, the same as Lu Jiazhi's.
The surrounding disciples weren't too surprised. After all, Ji Yongfang was only at the Soul Formation Initial Stage. Even with special treasures, it would be difficult for him to defeat a Heavenly Flame Rank mutant beast. Hence, the mid-grade Vermillion Bird Flame Feather suited his strength.
The discussions in the Sacred Flame Square gradually quieted down. This was a sign of respect for the talented disciples of the sects.
Everyone turned to look at the Holy Vermilion Flame in anticipation of its activation.
Ji Yongfang was also staring at the Holy Vermilion Flame with a nervous expression as he prayed for the Holy Vermilion Flame to acknowledge him. Otherwise, he would truly be defeated …
They didn't know if it was an illusion, but everyone felt that the pure white holy flame in the sky was somewhat withered, as if it had been hollowed out after a great battle.
A burst of mysterious ripples suddenly swept forth, drawing the mid-grade Vermilion Bird Flame Feather into the air, where it fused as one with the Holy Flame.
Ji Yongfang clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly. He was overjoyed.
Success, success at last!
Elder Ji also heaved a light sigh of relief. Thank God his son hadn't been completely humiliated.
As the Vermilion Bird Flame Feather fused with the Holy Flame, a white light began to fly toward Ji Yongfang.
This light was like a wisp of white smoke that slowly attached itself to the surface of Ji Yongfang's body before dissipating after ten seconds.
Ji Yongfang was completely dumbstruck.
The entire venue fell deathly silent.
Countless disciples' eyes widened in shock as they stared at Ji Yongfang, who was standing at the center of the spell altar.
"Am I seeing things? Isn't he using a mid-grade Vermilion Bird Flame Feather? Why did the holy flame only last for ten seconds? Shouldn't it last for a minute?! "
"Not only was the duration of the holy flame short, but the amount of holy flame light it was able to draw out also seemed to be very small."
"It looks like only the inferior-grade Vermilion Bird Flame Feather is able to produce such a phenomenon, right?"
"Inferior-Grade Vermilion Bird Flame Feather? Ah, how long has it been since an inferior-grade Vermilion Bird Flame Feather appeared in the sect … "
"Poor Brother Ji …"
…
Elder Ji slammed his palm onto the table. "What the hell is going on?!"
All of the other elders looked at one another with dumbstruck expressions.
In the end, Great Elder Chen Xinran coughed lightly before explaining in a loud voice, "Don't you see the holy flame? It's a little dim. It's most likely because it expended too much flame power to manifest the holy flame, and that's why it's like this."
Chen Xinran's words flowed through the entire plaza like a clear spring. As opposed to saying that he was explaining to Elder Ji, it was more accurate to say that he was explaining to the tens of thousands of disciples present.
All of the disciples were astonished. What kind of explanation was that?
But it sounded very reasonable!
Ji Yongfang's head was buzzing as he heard Chen Xinran's explanation.
His eyes were filled with confusion as he murmured to himself, "How could this be … How could this be … Why am I always the one getting hurt …"
Perhaps it was because he was used to crying, but two streams of tears began to flow from his eyes.
He glared at An Lin with a resentful expression. "It's all your fault! Why do I have to take the blame for your trouble? I'm innocent! "
An Lin rolled his eyes and couldn't be bothered to speak to Ji Yongfang.
Mo Hai heaved a forlorn sigh. "Sigh … Brother Ji, don't just stand there like an idiot. The fact that you received less Holy Vermilion Flame can only mean that you were unlucky. As your Brother, I'm also very sad! However, you won't be able to obtain what doesn't belong to you, so hurry up and come down! "
All of the disciples were initially sympathetic toward Ji Yongfang, but they couldn't help but burst into laughter upon hearing Mo Hai's words. This was exactly what Ji Yongfang had said to An Lin before.
Ji Yongfang heard Mo Hai's words and the laughter of some of the disciples, and he almost fainted from rage.
He gritted his teeth and staggered down the spell altar before glaring at Mo Hai with a hateful expression. "Don't celebrate too early! The Holy Vermilion Flame is quite weak now, so do you think you'll be able to get away with it? You're next, and I'm waiting to see a good show!"
Mo Hai's expression faltered, and he could no longer muster up any joy.
F * ck! Ji Yongfang was right! What could he do?!
He turned to look at An Lin with a bitter expression. "Brother, you've screwed me over!"
An Lin's lips twitched, and he pretended not to hear Mo Hai's words.
Ji Yongfang chuckled coldly. "Hehe, Brother An Lin sure is a troublemaker. You're so selfish that you only care about absorbing the holy flame for yourself, but you've screwed over all of the prodigies of the Vermilion Bird Sect!"
He purposely used an immortal spell to amplify his voice so that his words could be heard throughout the entire plaza.
Many of the disciples knew that Ji Yongfang was purposely targeting An Lin, and all of them expressed their dissatisfaction.
However, there was also a group of people who remained silent as Ji Yongfang's words did make sense. Even though An Lin couldn't control the amount of flame energy released by the holy flame, it did affect the prodigies of the other prodigies of the Vermilion Bird Sect.
Grand Elder Chen Xinran's voice sounded again. "Fifth, Mo Hai, please come up the spell altar!"
A faint smile appeared on Mo Hai's face as he patted An Lin's shoulder. "I won't blame you for this. After all, you made Ji Yongfang cry twice, and I'm very happy for you, hahaha …"
An Lin: "…"
Ji Yongfang's chest constricted, and he almost threw up a mouthful of blood.
Mo Hai made his way toward the spell altar before unleashing his high-grade Vermilion Bird Flame Wing.
The holy flame activated the flame wing again before engulfing it.
Mo Hai heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this. At least he wouldn't be alone anymore. If he could obtain a mid-grade flame wing or a low-grade flame wing, it would be quite a good result.
The Holy Vermilion Bird Flame erupted with a brilliant white light before descending upon Mo Hai.
This white light created a layer of white gauze over Mo Hai's body, and extremely rich and powerful flame energy flowed relentlessly into his body.
Mo Hai blinked in a daze. This amount of flame energy seemed to be a little too much.
All of the other disciples also noticed this problem. The amount of flame energy released by Mo Hai seemed to be the same as Yang Yuan's, showing no signs of weakening.
A faint smile appeared on An Lin's face. He was glad that he wasn't a burden to Mo Hai.
As for Ji Yongfang, his mouth gaped open with a dazed expression.
In the end, the white light lasted for three minutes before slowly dissipating.
Hmm, it was indeed no different from Yang Yuan's flame energy, so it was very normal!
Everyone fell silent again. It was clearly very normal, but everyone's expressions were very interesting.
Elder Ji massaged his brows. "Why is it normal again? Is someone targeting my son? "
Chen Xinran took a deep breath. "The holy flame has probably recovered after a period of rest, which is why the holy flame's light is back to normal."
His words echoed throughout the entire plaza.
All of the disciples heard this and felt that it made perfect sense!
Ji Yongfang was rooted to the spot again after hearing Chen Xinran's explanation, and his head began to ring.
He looked at Mo Hai with a dazed expression before looking up at the holy flame. "How could this be … How could this be … Why am I always the one getting hurt …"
Boundless grief welled up in his heart, and he cried like a child that weighed over a hundred kilograms.
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