Lin Dong, the Ice Master's Man

Heavenly Wind Sea Region, beneath Mysterious Spirit Island.

The vast, Dark Space was filled with endless depth and mystery.

Long torrents of lava, each ten thousand feet long, resembled Crimson Dragon, winding and intertwining in the void, vaguely forming a massive ancient array covering tens of thousands of feet of space, seemingly suppressing something.

Countless Crimson Dragon, composed entirely of endless magma, eventually converged in the void to form a vast, ever-churning Magma Lake. An empty Crystal Coffin sat in the center of the lake, the ancient being that had slept within it long since vanished.

Above the Magma Lake, three ancient beings with exceptionally weathered auras stood in a triangle, seemingly conversing in hushed tones.

The person on the north side was a slender figure clad in black armor, with long black hair cascading down to her pert buttocks. Her face was excessively delicate, and although her body appeared frail, she possessed an unparalleled domineering aura that could suppress all realms.

Standing on the south side was a Silver Robe Man. He was about thirty years old, thin, with long silver hair casually draped over his shoulders, exuding an unusually ancient aura and a sense of vicissitude.

The most eye-catching feature was undoubtedly the pair of dazzling Silver Eyes that radiated strange fluctuations. Within those Silver Eyes, it seemed as if endless space was floating and flowing, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of the Ancient Realm were created and destroyed.

The man on the west side was tall and slender with a handsome face. His long, fiery red hair was casually draped over his shoulders, like a blazing Flame.

Just a glance is enough to make one's internal Origin Energy burn strangely.

Master of Darkness! Master of Space! Master of Flames!

"Huh? They're here."

The Master of Space, noticing the sudden surge of Space Power in the vicinity, abruptly stopped his conversation and smiled as he gazed into a certain void.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, where the Master of Space's gaze fell, faint ripples spread, and four figures appeared strangely on the spot.

"Hmm, space and darkness are here too. Now all six Ancient Masters are gathered. Excellent, this is the perfect opportunity for us to pull off a big heist."

The Master of Primeval Desolation glanced at the three people inside the Demon Suppressing Prison, then spread his arms, which were thicker than the calves of the Master of Space, and rushed forward, giving the lean Master of Space a fierce bear hug, making the latter wince in pain.

"Hehe, Space, don't blame me. This was ordered by Junior Sister. Who told you to always be so talkative and spread rumors about Junior Sister's past?"

The Master of Primeval Desolation body was two zhang tall, patted the little bean sprout in his arms and chuckled.

"Cough cough..."

Upon hearing this, the Master of Space coughed lightly and subconsciously glanced at Ying Huanhuan, whose face Ying Huanhuan as cold as ice. He was startled and suddenly became alert.

Damn it, when is he going to get rid of this chatterbox?!

"Hey, are you the kid who took the Flame God Ancient Token from me back then?"

The Master of Flames looked at Lin Dong, whom he was meeting formally for the first time, and frowned as he recalled the past.

"Yes, Lin Dong has met Master of Flames. Although he did not use Master of Flames's Flame God Ancient Token, he is still very grateful to Master of Flames."

Lin Dong greeted him with a smile and casually handed the Flame God Ancient Token to the Master of Flames.

Although the Master of Flames had been secretly in love with the Ice Master since ancient times, Lin Dong never regarded her as his rival.

Firstly, the Master of Flames's love was unrequited; the Ice Master had never paid him any attention.

Secondly, Lin Dong had already won the heart of the beauty. The Ice Master was completely his, her heart was devoted to Lin Dong, and she was clingy to him.

Tell me, what does this have to do with Master of Flames?

"Lin Dong..."

The Master of Flames thoughtfully accepted the Crimson Flame Token.

"Since everyone is here, I'll take the initiative to introduce myself. This is Lin Dong, my Ice Master's man. Senior brothers and sisters can treat him as an equal."

Ying Huanhuan, who had been silent all along, suddenly twisted her slender waist, stepped forward, grabbed Lin Dong's long, slender hand, interlocked her fingers, and gently raised it.

"The Ice Master's man?!"

"What? Junior Sister, you're in a relationship??"

"No, that's absolutely impossible!!"

Apart from the Master of Space already knew about this news, the remaining four Ancient Masters all exclaimed in surprise and looked at Lin Dong in unison.

Immediately afterwards, the five Ancient Masters all looked at the Master of Flames.

As everyone knows, the Master of Flames has always had a crush on his Junior Sister.

"Junior Sister, I..."

On the Master of Flames's handsome face, which exuded both majesty and deep respect, a look of intense pain and disbelief appeared.

How could the stunning beauty he had pursued so desperately fall in love with another man in the blink of an eye? It seems their feelings are quite extraordinary.

"Senior brother, let bygones be bygones, okay?"

Ying Huanhuan had already fully blossomed and radiated her charm, gazed calmly at Master of Flames with her stunningly beautiful face that could captivate all beings.

"I... I..."

The Master of Flames's lips moved listlessly, a bitter smile playing on his lips. He then murmured softly, "I understand, Junior Sister."

"Alright, let's get down to business."

The Master of Darkness, with his gentle and intelligent nature, spoke up at the opportune moment, saying, "I have completely purified and shut down the million Yi Mo in the Demon Suppressing Prison in the Demon Domain. Master of Flames, tell me about the situation on your side."

"I was severely injured back then and spent most of my time in a deep sleep to heal my wounds, so the purification mission was only half completed. The small fry have been wiped out, but a large number of Demon General and Demon King, as well as the strongest Great Heavenly Demon King, still remain."

The Master of Flames was no ordinary person after all, and immediately adjusted his state and said.

"Great Heavenly Demon King, the recent unusual movements of both our Ancient Masters and the Demon Prison revolve around it. On the surface, the Demon Prison is searching for the whereabouts of the Master of Flames and the Primeval Desolation Era, but secretly they want to rescue the Great Heavenly Demon King."

"Therefore, we might as well turn the tables on them, join forces to kill this Great Heavenly Demon King, and then use this Demon Suppressing Prison to set up an ambush and wait for the royal princes who come to rescue us to take the bait."

Master of Thunder then revealed the entire plan.

"Let's join forces and kill the Great Heavenly Demon King first? Very well, you all step back."

The Master of Flames nodded slightly, his hands, which had been pressed together, suddenly changed hand seals one after another, and he softly shouted, "Flame God Ancient Array, activate!"

"Buzz! Boom!"

Below, the massive ancient formation, consisting of thousands of feet long torrents of lava resembling Crimson Dragon, meandered and intertwined in the void, faintly forming a space covering tens of thousands of feet, and immediately shone brightly.

"Roar! Master of Flames, what are you going to do now?"

With a deafening roar, a Heaven Shaking Demonic Shadow, tens of thousands of feet tall, broke its millennia-long slumber and abruptly rose from the center of the great formation.

The tens of Ten Thousand Zhang Demonic Shadow was pitch black and faceless, with only a hideous maw constantly dripping saliva on its face, and two rows of sharp teeth emitting a Youyou light that made people tremble with fear.

Its appearance is exactly the same as that of the Great Heavenly Demon outside the Yuan Sect, except that it has eight arms, twice the number of the four-armed Great Heavenly Demon.

Streams of crimson magma, like the strongest chains, were densely wrapped around its massive demonic body, trapping it firmly in the center of the great formation.