Mystery of the Immortal Burning Furnace

Di Feng finally saw Su Yun in full.

Previously, they had spoken and clashed across mountains. Now, Su Yun had finally climbed this mountain and stood at its summit looking at him, and he could see Su Yun as well.

He was a young man, with the Chaos Sea rising high behind him like a wall connecting to the vault of heaven.

Golden chains coiled around his body, and he carried a golden coffin on his back. The coffin was not large, lying crosswise behind him. He held a sword in his right hand, its edge gleaming coldly.

This coffin was the foremost Immortal Dao Supreme Treasure in the world today—the Golden Coffin.

Di Feng had swept the Golden Coffin into the Chaos Sea. When they fought over it, the coffin had been dragged away by chains, leaving him utterly baffled. But now that he thought about it, this youth had taken the Golden Coffin.

But how could he have taken the Golden Coffin?

At that moment, he saw Su Yun's face clearly and immediately recalled the youth he had encountered when entering the Purple Mansions of the Seventh Immortal Realm.

In that battle, he had been defeated by that youth's single finger and forced onto the Northern Crown Great Wall, in a truly miserable state.

He had thought that youth was the master of the Purple Mansions.

But later, upon careful reflection, he discovered the strange part of the matter. Though that youth's divine powers had been exquisite, his Great Dao divine powers had not been of the Immortal Dao. Thus, he had guessed that the youth was not the master of the Purple Mansions, but someone the master had used to drive him away.

Now, he saw that youth of the Purple Mansions again.

"We have met before."