Dao Lan wore a bitter smile on his face, his gaze occasionally wandering in this world full of flames.
"Recently, in the Blazing Refinement Prison, volcanoes have been frequently erupting and the earth continuously shaking. Such strange occurrences surely mean another powerful figure has entered."
"I just hope they won't come to Vermilion Bird Mountain, or there will be no return."
Dao Lan shook his head, looking towards the red cloud several hundred miles away.
Within it, winds swirled and clouds moved, filled with killing intent.
He recalled that there was a Fourth-Order Fire Spirit there, which had transformed from a Sourceless Fire upgrading to the Fourth Order.
That Fire Spirit was remarkably powerful and had the advantage of its home territory, none of the three of them wished to confront it lightly.
To be able to match against that Fire Spirit evenly, it must also be an extraordinarily strong presence!
