Refining the Demonic Flame!

Figures hovered in the surrounding sky, their eyes fixed unwillingly on the stretch of space. After the spatial passage vanished, they lost all sense of that place. No matter what methods they employed, they could not make that space reappear.

"Why haven't Ning Luo and the others come out yet?" Ancestor Huoyun stared solemnly at that space. Ever since they had escaped, there had not been the slightest movement there.

"Miss." Gu Nanhai stared blankly at the space, his forehead drenched in cold sweat. Xun'er held an extraordinary position within the Gu Clan, yet this time, he had actually lost her. If he returned to the Gu Clan, he did not know what kind of reprimand he would face.

"Ning Luo is blessed with great fortune. Xun'er will be fine too."

"What if she isn't?" Gu Nanhai said through gritted teeth. Even a powerful expert like him could not remain in the Demonic Flame Space for long, much less Ning Luo and Xun'er. "Let's wait a little longer." Yao Lao sighed from the side. At a time like this, words were useless. The Demonic Flame Space had already closed, and they could not enter it again. All they could do was wait quietly.

As everyone waited, seven days passed in the blink of an eye. During those seven days, there was still no movement from that space. Not even the slightest unusual heat leaked out. This result disappointed many people, and eventually, some could only leave one after another, filled with unwillingness.

"Seven days..."

Gu Qingyang gave a bitter laugh. Looking at Gu Nanhai, who seemed to have aged greatly in an instant, he hesitated for a moment before asking, "Elder, what should we do?"

"I don't know." Gu Nanhai shook his head, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"But Ning Luo