Flame Master

The Tianxuan Continent contains a vast and endless dark space.

This space is like a deep night sky; at first glance, darkness seeps into your very bones, inspiring awe and fear.

This is not pure darkness. Within that darkness, colossal rivers of lava, thousands of feet long, flow slowly through this dark space. These rivers of lava crisscross, penetrating the darkness, forming an extremely vast and complex network.

Can ordinary people come here?

The answer is no.

This is not underground. Only those at the Life Profound Realm level, relying on their inexhaustible life force, can reach this underground place.

Standing high above, looking down, the towering rivers of lava resembled giant lava dragons lying prostrate in the darkness, silent and vast.

There is no scale of time here. The scenery here is breathtaking. It's hard to imagine who has the ability to create such an extraordinary and awe-inspiring spectacle.

When you get close to those magma dragons and reach the point where they meet, you will find that the center is not magma, but a mysterious dark space.

"Feng, I can sense the Flame Master's aura inside," Ying Huanhuan said.

After rescuing the Primordial Ancestor, Ying Huanhuan and Ye Feng spent a brief moment of tenderness together. Under Ye Feng's spatial teleportation, she arrived at this strange space.

The darkness was utterly silent, and communication between people required the use of mental energy. The stillness here seemed eternal.

"He has set up a formation here," Ye Feng said.

These seemingly random magma dragons actually form an array covering an area of 100,000 zhang (approximately 33,333 square feet).

"He likes to study formations, and he certainly has the ability," Ying Huanhuan said.

The magma array here possesses world-destroying power. Even experts at the Reincarnation Realm level would be severely injured or killed if they were trapped inside.

Ye Feng had a basic understanding of formations. Following the lava, he soon found the core of the formation.

At the heart of the formation was a vast lake of magma, thousands of feet in size, its crimson magma constantly bubbling. The temperature there was enough to instantly reduce a powerful cultivator at the Life Profound Realm to ashes.

At the center of the formation lies a Stone Coffin.

The Stone Coffin, entirely crimson, floated silently on the lava. It appeared as if it had been cast from a single piece of crimson crystal. The Stone Coffin had no lid, and inside lay a person.

By the light emanating from the lava, one could see that it was a tall, slender man. He was handsome, his eyes were closed, and a faint air of authority remained between his brows. His long, fiery red hair burned like flames.

"We meet again," Ying Huanhuan said.

After countless years, Ying Huanhuan met Flame Master again.

Time floated silently on the lava lake, its surface small, yet emanating Si Si faint ripple that sustained the operation of the lava array.

"He is suppressing a Otherworldly Demon King," Ying Huanhuan said.

"Useless. The mighty Flame Master can't even defeat the Otherworldly Demon King." Ye Feng said disdainfully.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the energy in the surrounding magma rapidly converged towards the Flame Master.

As the formation was broken, extremely cold black air continuously billowed out from beneath the Stone Coffin. The cold air was bone-chilling.

The Flame Master, lying in the Stone Coffin, opened his eyes. Flames danced in his pupils. "Bing'er?"

"Senior brother. My name in this life is Ying Huanhuan," Ying Huanhuan said.

"In my eyes, you are Bing'er. Bing'er, why did you awaken me?" the Yan Clan questioned.

"I woke you up," Ye Feng said.

"Are you a pig?" Flame Master cursed, "Do you even know what trouble you've caused?"

"Hehehe, I've finally come out."

Black mist rose from the Stone Coffin.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and a wave appeared out of thin air, soaking Flame Master to the bone.

"What are you doing?" the Flame Master scolded.

"You spoke rudely to me, I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget."

"Are you out of your mind?! Did I say you caused trouble? Am I wrong?" Flame Master's anger was not abated, and he scolded Ye Feng again.

"It seems you need to wake up a bit." Ye Feng waved his hand, and Space Power enveloped the Flame Master.

Buzz

A ripple spread through the space, and the Flame Master vanished. In an instant, he appeared on the vast ocean of the Chaotic Demon Sea Region, a thousand miles away.

"Thump!"

The Flame Master's hands were bound by solid spatial ropes. He fell heavily from the sky into the sea.

"Spatial teleportation... Could he have obtained the Space Ancestral Symbol?"

Flame Master was utterly astonished.

"Oh!"

The Flame Master tried to break free from the Space Lock, but the seawater was being evaporated by the intense heat, and he still couldn't escape its Space Lock. Not only did he fail to break Space Lock, but he was also being pulled by a strange force, constantly falling towards the seabed.

"Gurgle, gurgle!"

The surging firepower surrounding the Flame Master continuously evaporated the seawater, creating a vacuum. Even so, he was still dragged by a mysterious force into a bottomless, dark trench.

"Feng, what did you do to him?" Ying Huanhuan asked.

"Feeling sorry for him?" Ye Feng asked.

In his previous life, the Flame Master pursued the Ice Master Ice Master, but he never managed to win her heart.

"No, he was my senior brother in my previous life. Moreover, he paid a great price to protect the Tianxuan Continent." Ying Huanhuan afraid that Ye Feng would punish Flame Master, so she hurriedly pleaded for Flame Master.

"Don't worry, I'm just trying to bring him to his senses. He'll be free in a month," Ye Feng said.

"Hey, who are you?"

From within the black mist came the voice of the Otherworldly Demon King.

Flame Master is one of the Ancient Eight Masters, possessing formidable strength. In his previous life, he suppressed a Otherworldly Demon King based on his cultivation.

Ye Feng easily defeated the Flame Master with a few simple moves, which made the Otherworldly Demon King very wary.

Ye Feng stared at the black mist and said, "I don't know why, but it makes my heart restless."

Ye Feng stretched out his hand, Seven-Colored Emperor Flame spread out, quickly enveloping the black mist.

"Ah?"

What are you doing?

"Did you release me just to kill me?"

The Otherworldly Demon King screamed in agony. He couldn't believe that Ye Feng had just saved him and was now going to kill him.

"Save you?... You're overthinking it." Ye Feng increased the flow of the Seven-Colored Emperor Flame. Half a minute later, the Otherworldly Demon King fell silent. Three minutes later, like the Otherworldly Demon King suppressed by the Great Desolate Tablet, the Otherworldly Demon King was refined by Ye Feng into a black bead.

"What an evil aura." Ying Huanhuan frowned slightly. With just one glance, she sensed an aura that made her very uncomfortable.

"Who are we going to rescue next?" Ye Feng asked.

"Could it be the Devouring Master?" Ying Huanhuan asked tentatively.

The Devouring Master was the only one of the Ancient Eight Masters to fall. He used his power to allow the Ice Master to reincarnate. Ying Huanhuan, as the reincarnation of the Ice Master, felt guilty towards the Devouring Master. She hoped Ye Feng could resurrect the Devourer Ancestor, but feared Ye Feng would refuse.