Fire Host Clan (Part 2)

The seventeenth floor of the War God Temple, where the Fire Host Clan lived, was already the magma layer of the Douluo Plane.

At first, there was only a hint of dark red ahead, but as the temperature kept climbing, that dark red gradually brightened, dyeing everything around them crimson. The temperature around everyone also rose sharply, forcing Xia Yi to release Soul Power to resist the heat.

Golden-red magma churned with bubbles. Even the air here was scorching hot. An ordinary person would probably have trouble even breathing in a place like this.

Even more terrifying was that the golden-red magma seemed to be filled with an incomparably vast energy, one that felt as if it might overflow at any moment.

Because of the excessive heat, the air above the magma lake was distorted, preventing them from seeing what lay in the distance.

Looking at this scene, Divine Pen Douluo Yu Guanzhi's gaze turned grave. "The Fire Host Clan is extremely powerful. We don't know how many Limit Douluo-level experts they have."

"They're right inside the War God Temple, yet you actually don't know?" Leng Yaozhu looked utterly astonished.

"Our relationship with the Fire Host Clan is simply that they guard the seventeenth floor of the War God Temple for us, while we provide them with a temporary place to stay. Unless someone intrudes into the seventeenth floor and tries to force their way from here to the eighteenth, they won't show themselves at all," Yu Guanzhi explained.

"Since they're so strong, how was the Level 12 God-Slaying Fixed Soul Guidance Shell on the eighteenth floor stolen before?" Leng Yaozhu asked.

"If you want to reach the eighteenth floor of the War God Temple, aside from forcing your way through the seventeenth, there's also another internal passage." Yu Guanzhi