The onlookers had no intention of feeling sorry for the injuries on Lin Yifan; in fact, Lin Yifan didn't need their pity.
These superficial wounds were nothing to him. A single drop of Immortal Holy Water would be enough to heal them.
What he cared about was An Qi; the only one in his heart and mind was An Qi.
Staring at the blazing sea of fire of the fifth trial, his gaze was firm and unwavering.
All he had to do was charge through. Once he charged through, he could see An Qi.
"Yifan! No! Don't!"
An Qi was so nervous that sweat seeped out all over her; the impulse in her heart was becoming harder and harder to control.
The raging flames of the fifth trial were Samadhi Fire, something hundreds of times stronger than ordinary open flame. Once someone stepped inside, an ordinary person would turn to ash.
Right now Lin Yifan had no Cultivation Power protecting him; she was truly afraid something would happen to him.
