After engulfing the head of the purple flaming dragon, An Lin continued upward.
Under the effect of the Wings of True Fire cultivation method, Divine Flames poured relentlessly into his dantian. It didn't feel scorchingly hot to him, only pleasantly warm, like breathing in a lungful of warm steam.
He swallowed the dragon's neck, then its waist and lastly, its tail.
A tiny speck of flames tried to escape into the distance. That was none other than the source of the Demonic Star Flame.
However, it was still unable to escape An Lin's gaping mouth and was swallowed into his stomach.
"Burp…"
An Lin burped loudly and smacked his lips as if he was savoring the aftertaste.
"I'm getting a hint of strawberry and a little bit of heat and spice."
He made his final evaluation after a moment of thought.
Ye Chongshan's mouth fell open. "…"
Su Qianyun: "…"
