C1217 Escaped

Cultivation chamber.

Lin Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground.

His right hand was in front of him, his palm open.

A ball of crimson flames that seemed to have a life of its own jumped on it.

Wrapped in this ball of flame was a ball of azure-blue liquid that was filled with specks of starlight.

Even though it was wrapped in layers of crimson flames, it was still as stable as ever