Crimson light soared into the sky across a boundless sea of fire. This was Flame Valley, the most ominous and perilous location in all heaven and earth.
Ever since Solar God Yandi broke free from his seal and departed from Flame Valley, the gods and demons of the Three Realms had gradually paid less attention to the place.
Poison fire and magma both contained the ultimate solar spirit, and their scorching temperatures warped the space directly above Flame Valley. Anyone who witnessed this sight would harbor no doubt about the lethality of the poison fire.
Yet no matter how formidable these flames might be, Fire God Zhurong and Solar God Yandi could both completely ignore the damage of the poison fire, taking thermal baths right within the flowing crimson magma of Flame Valley.
Having two living ancestors who showed such complete disregard for the poison fire of Flame Valley was already defying the heavens, and now another one had come to make a home beneath the poison fire and magma.
At the terrifyingly hot bottom of the magma sea, a hollow cubic structure existed without showing the slightest sign of melting.
This was precisely Wang Ming's new foothold.
The Solar God wielded the Sunlight Divine Mirror and was indeed terribly troublesome, but his heart was set on tracking down a single person, which meant he would be found sooner or later.
The Shining Demon Beast was able to remain at large not because he excelled at hiding, but because he could sense crises in advance and immediately evade them.
Inside the glazed cubic structure, a mass of gray fog suddenly materialized. A flash of blue electric current crackled within the mist, and an avatar clad in pitch-black armor stepped out.
The Celestial Weave Power is indeed troublesome, Wang Ming thought.