Unwilling

Li Chengjie turned into a streak of crimson gold escape light and flew toward Golden Fire Xuanyuan Temple.

The Blazing Heaven Wings were driven at full force, cyan-purple radiance soared, wind and thunder howling as their speed became astonishingly fast.

But Mo Panchen, Xiugu You, and Yeming pursued relentlessly, their black escape lights like three bolts of black lightning, dragging three long trails across the sky.

Golden Fire Xuanyuan Temple, once the holy land of the Western Territory, was now ruins.

The mountain gate had collapsed, the spirit vein had snapped, and the halls had toppled, leaving only broken walls and ruined walls whimpering in the wind.

But the Golden Mystic Fire was still there. It was the treasure that guarded Golden Fire Xuanyuan Temple, rumored to be an immortal object fallen from the upper realm, with infinite power.

Mo Panchen looked at the ruined mountain gate ahead, his expression slightly changed. "He fled to Golden Fire Xuanyuan Temple?!"

Xiugu You laughed. "That broken temple, Golden Fire Xuanyuan Temple, had its sect wiped out long ago. It can't save him!"

Mo Panchen said, "Inside the temple is the Golden Mystic Fire. If that thing is ignited and made to explode, everything within a thousand li will turn to ash."

Yeming gave a cold hmph. "What's there to fear? He's a severely injured yang cultivator. Even at Deity Transformation peak, he can't activate the Golden Mystic Fire. The Golden Mystic Fire is an immortal object from the upper realm; a Deity Transformation cultivator doesn't even have the right to touch it. By entering Golden Fire Xuanyuan Temple, he's merely seeking his own dead end."

Mo Panchen and Xiugu You exchanged a look and did not refute him. Yeming was right.

The Golden Mystic Fire was an immortal object from the upper