Watching Li Xiaoyao holding the source of his lifefire in his palm, the Seventh Elder spat out a mouthful of old blood directly.
"Return my lifefire source, or I'll kill you!" the Seventh Elder roared in extreme anger.
"Is that so?" Li Xiaoyao replied noncommittally, flicking his fingers. A flame flared up against the wind, instantly transforming into a flame lone wolf that bared its teeth and brandished its claws at the Seventh Elder.
The Seventh Elder's face turned white; looking at the lone wolf of flame in the sky, he realized in an instant that this Li Xiaoyao was also an alchemist. How else could he possibly control fire if not for being an alchemist?
"Stop!"
A thunderous shout erupted from the distance, and an elder in a white robe approached unhurriedly.
Li Xiaoyao looked at this elder, his pupils involuntarily contracting slightly. The elder's aura was restrained; despite appearing old, his eyes were as clear as water.
