"What did you gain?" An Lan asked curiously when he saw how happy Wang Teng was.
He still didn't know what Wang Teng did in the flaming river.
With a mysterious smile, Wang Teng stretched out his hand, where a ball of crimson flame was hovering.
The crimson flame was extremely strange. It constantly changed its form. First, it was a dragon soaring into the clouds, and next, it was a phoenix spreading its wings. There were also various beasts such as turtles, pythons, toads, and birds.
"This is… a divine flame!" An Lan's eyes widened. He doubted his eyes.
Another divine flame!
This fellow already possessed a divine flame. Now, he has another one.
What is this luck?
I'm jealous!
"That's right. It's a divine flame." Wang Teng smiled and nodded. He didn't hide it because he couldn't hide what he was going to do next.