The Might of Divine Fire, You Yu Hits a Wall

"Ow, damn it, wh-what was going on?!"

Yang Tianzhao stared at the sea of lava stretching tens of thousands of miles before him, utterly dumbfounded.

Where was Demon Rat Plain?!

It had been a vast grassland—how had it become an ocean of lava?

He rubbed his eyes again. Feeling the scorching air, he confirmed that this was no illusion!

"Brother, could we have taken the wrong road?"

Beside him, Yang Tianyao—who had goat horns on his head, a goatee, and looked almost exactly like Yang Tianzhao—asked uncertainly.

They had never seen a dangerous region suddenly change so drastically since the secret realm opened.

"Fuck your mother, I followed the map the family gave us. How could I be wrong?!" Yang Tianzhao roared, smacking his younger brother on the head.

"Brother, isn't my mother your mother too?" Yang Tianyao rubbed his head, looking aggrieved.

"I'll grip your..." Yang Tianzhao was fit to burst with anger. "Is that what I meant?! What I'm saying is, the Demon Spirit Grass we came for is gone! Our mission has been declared a failure before it even began!"

"Oh, then what do we do?"

"What do we do... Quiet, someone's coming."

Yang Tianzhao jolted, hurriedly pulling his younger brother back as they retreated in silence.

A moment later, the two saw a graceful young man holding a fan descend onto the shore of the lava sea.

"Oh? Brothers of the Yang Family, have you seen who created this sea of lava?" Like a refined gentleman, You Yu nodded to the Yang brothers as he inquired.

"Ah! Created by someone? How was that possible?"

Yang Tianyao's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Hearing his younger brother's words, Yang Tianzhao instantly broke out in a cold sweat. He stepped forward and blocked Yang Tianyao from view.