At this moment, an ancient image quietly emerged in the depths of Xiao Yan's mind. In front of his eyes, a magnificent battlefield seemed to unfold - he seemed to be on a boundless battlefield. The grand scene was like a decisive battlefield between heaven and earth. Boundless, as vast as the sea, as vast as the desert. The sound of war drums was like muffled thunder in the sky, continuous. There is endless fighting and slaughter all around. Human beings, monsters, gods, demons, and all kinds of creatures are fighting to the death on this battlefield, using all possible means.

The earth cracked in this endless battle, and the huge cracks were like the claws of monsters, swallowing up all life. The mountains collapsed in this battle, like giants falling, huge rocks and dust flying up, blocking out the sky. The rivers and seas were cut off during this battle, and the violent waves and torrents seemed to be cut open by sharp knives. The rushing water suddenly stopped and turned into a dead desert.

On the battlefield, corpses piled up like mountains and bones piled up. Those once vivid lives have now turned into cold corpses and skeletons. The smell of blood permeates the battlefield, and the breath of madness, violence, and destruction is suffocating.

In a corner of the battlefield, Xiao Yan's eyes were attracted by a figure - he was wrapped in colorful flames, wearing brown clothes and a silver-white mask, as if he was a god from the flames. He held a gorgeous fire lotus in his hand, and the fire lotus jumped in his hand, emitting blazing light.

The man was suspended in mid-air, looking arrogant and looking down on all living beings. His eyes were deep and fiery, as if he could penetrate all illusions. The seven-colored flames jumped on his body, like living fire snakes, hot and majestic. He held a gorgeous fire lotus in his hand. Each petal of the fire lotus was like the purest flame condensed, exuding suffocating heat.

Xiao Yan recognized it at a glance, it was Di Yan!

Whenever a slaying monster approached the man, he would gently wave the fire lotus in his hand. The fire lotus will instantly grow in size, like a huge fireball, swallowing up those monsters. The crackling sound of the burning flames accompanied by the screams of the monsters was frightening to hear. And those flames seemed to have spirituality, only targeting the enemy and not causing any harm to friendly forces.

When he encounters a powerful enemy, Emperor Yan will form a huge pillar of fire that shoots straight into the sky. The temperature in the pillar of fire was enough to melt all matter, and even space was distorted. Those enemies were as small and helpless as ants in front of this power. They struggled and shouted in despair but were eventually swallowed up by the flames and turned to ashes.

When the dust settled, the figure suddenly disappeared and then appeared in front of Xiao Yan. His eyes burning with flames shine directly into Xiao Yan's heart through the mask

"Mortal, do you want to inherit my will?"The voice was deep and hollow, as if it had traveled through time and space.

Xiao Yan's thoughts were interrupted by this sudden conversation. He raised his head in confusion, staring at the phantom, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. He also He didn't completely wake up from his past memories, but those eyes seemed to have some kind of magic, making him want to answer involuntarily.

"I...I don't know."

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