The eyes of the man from the Black Flood Dragon Clan brightened.
Even Yin Hui and Li Sha knew that Nu Lang wanted to refine something; as a member of the tribe, of course, he knew it.
The seabed didn’t have a fiery Mount of Flames. As Nu Lang had been worrying about the fiery flame, he was really hot-tempered recently. Since he had failed in refining many times, many clansmen of the Black Flood Dragon Clan had received lessons from him.
Seeing the fiery flame on Shi Yan’s palm, this man was moved. He then changed his attitude.
"Is that a real heaven flame?"
