Starting with the Sword Ancestor System: Xiao Yan, Your Harem is Mine!

Xiao Yi Xian’s strength was slightly weaker, and facing these bizarre entities that specialized in Soul attacks, she was in constant peril, her face pale white. If Li Ao hadn’t been diverting his attention to protect her surroundings with the Annihilation Domain, she would likely have been struck long ago.

Li Ao’s eyes were cold. These Void Fire Specters were indeed troublesome; physical and energy attacks had limited effect. However, they were fundamentally aggregates of energy and remnant Souls, and the Nirvana Origin was best at terminating energy and erasing imprints!

”Everyone, get close to me!” Li Ao shouted, holding nothing back. His Spirit Realm Mid Stage Soul Power erupted completely, undergoing deep Fusion with the Nirvana Origin within his body!

”Buzz—!”

An aura of Nirvana, far grander and deeper than before, burst forth centered on Li Ao! This time, it was no longer a simple defensive Domain, but a Soul storm carrying the will of active corrosion and termination!

Gray-white Qi surged toward the Void Fire Specters like a tide!

”Screech—!”

The Void Fire Specters, which had been formless, intangible, and incredibly arrogant, shrieked in extreme terror the moment they touched the gray-white Qi, as if they had encountered a natural predator! Their pale flame bodies twisted violently and flickered unstably. The energy structure and remnant Soul imprints that constituted their existence were forcibly stripped away, disintegrated, and returned to nothingness within the Nirvana storm!

In just a few breaths, the Void Fire Specters that had rendered the Yan Clan members helpless completely dissipated into the air, leaving no trace, just like stains wiped away by an eraser.

The Nirvana storm slowly subsided. Li Ao’s face was slightly pale; continuous use of the power of Origin was a considerable drain on him. But the effect was remarkable: the surroundings returned to calm, with only the ubiquitous scorching heat remaining.

The Yan Clan members looked at Li Ao with lingering fear, their eyes filled with gratitude and awe. If not for Li Ao today, they might have suffered heavy losses at the hands of the Void Fire Specters.

”Young Friend Li, we owe you again,” Elder Huo Yun said solemnly, letting out a sigh of relief.

”Elder, you exaggerate. We are just helping each other through this,” Li Ao waved his hand, his gaze fixed on the still-distorted space. ”It seems this Flame Abyss is more dangerous than we imagined. The path ahead will likely be even harder.”

He looked at the two women beside him. Although Medusa was unharmed, there was a hint of fatigue in her eyes. Xiao Yi Xian was leaning against him, her aura weak, clearly having borne a considerable burden on her Soul while resisting the Specters just now.

”Xian’er, how are you?” Li Ao supported her, asking with concern, while simultaneously channeling more gentle Nirvana Dou Qi to help soothe the tremors in her Soul.

Xiao Yi Xian leaned in his arms, feeling the warmth of his chest and his reassuring aura. She gently shook her head, her voice slightly weak: ”I’m fine, I just need to rest a bit... I just feel like I’m dragging you down.”

”Don’t say such foolish things.” Li Ao’s tone held unquestionable resolve. ”Since I brought you, I will ensure your safety.”

He then looked at Medusa, reaching out to grasp her slightly cool hand: ”Cai Lin, you also consumed a lot of energy. We don’t know what dangers lie ahead, so we must be even more careful.”

Medusa felt the warmth of his palm and the concern in his words. The ice in her purple eyes melted away, and she lightly squeezed his hand back, nodding. In this perilous dead zone, the bond between the three of them grew even stronger.

Seeing the situation, Elder Huo Yun ordered the team to rest where they were and distributed some Medicinal Pills for recovering Soul Power. Everyone needed time to recuperate to face the true challenge ahead—entering the Flame Abyss.

During the rest period, Li Ao sat cross-legged, regulating his breath while carefully sensing the distorted space ahead. The black iron on his brow faintly heated up, transmitting a strange tremor, as if something within the Abyss was attracting it.

”Will the Eight Desolations Destruction Flame truly be inside?” Li Ao wondered internally. ”And what is that destructive aura that is faintly similar to the Nirvana Origin?”

He had a faint premonition that this trip to the Flame Abyss might not be as simple as just searching for an exotic flame.