Bone Fire and Elegant Accent

Shua!

Li Yao picked up a handful of bluish powder with his right hand. He then curled his index finger and made a weird posture before he opened his hand like a blossoming lotus. A bluish fire suddenly popped up from his palm, making the small cave look like a deep ocean and making him even more mysterious.

"Before the bone fire dies down, give me a few reasons why I shouldn't kill you," Li Yao said casually in a rigid tone.

The movement to make the fire and his tone raised surging tides in Jin Xinyue's heart.

As a princess of the Gold Crow Kingdom and a saintess of the Pantheon of Demons, Jin Xinyue had read a lot of books from a young age. The divine classics of the demon race in the Demon Beast Empire thirty thousand years ago, the notes and books of human beings, and even anecdotes from the era of the ancient Cultivators forty thousand years ago were all familiar to her.