In Flame City stood a vast, majestic complex of palaces. This was the headquarters of the Flame God Hall.
Countless gazes within the city looked toward the magnificent buildings coiled there like a fire dragon, their eyes filled with awe, as they faintly sensed many obscure yet powerful auras.
And at this moment, inside a conspicuous great hall at the very center of that architectural complex, several figures had gathered. The auras faintly emanating from them caused the nearby space to ripple in waves.
Mo Luo, Mu Lan, Red Cloud, Little Marten, and the others were all present.
An Ancestral Symbol wielder comparable to the Reincarnation Stage, three genuine Samsara Stage experts, and the most unfathomable Mu Zi—such a formidable lineup would surely cause a stir if it appeared in the outside world, yet at this moment, they were gathered in one place, and the atmosphere was somewhat grave.
"Tomorrow is the day of the plan. I wonder if the Yimo will appear." Mo Luo clasped his hands behind his back, his gaze deep.
"With an Ancestral Symbol as bait, those fellows definitely won't be able to resist making a move," Mu Lan said. "The fluctuations of the thunder origin are exactly the same as an Ancestral Symbol's. They shouldn't see through the disguise."
Great Elder Red Cloud's eyes shifted slightly, and he said,
"From a distance, they won't be able to tell whether it's real or fake, but if they come into close contact with it, the disguise will be exposed."
"According to our intelligence, Xu Xiu, ranked second on the Rising Star Ranking, has a problem. There may be Yimo power hidden within his body. If the championship is taken by him, the plan may run into unexpected complications."
"There is also someone named Hua Chen. He is