At the dome, the utterly weakened Star Gods exchanged glances.
With no thought of turning back, they activated the Star Dou Great Formation once more. The star map, already fallen silent, erupted with dazzling radiance again. The glittering starlight shone brighter than ever, carrying grim resolve as it spread the stellar net anew, catching the Dark Red Great Sun and blocking the flames' continued eruption.
The flame waterfall that had just burst forth, meanwhile, plummeted vertically from the ninth heavens, carrying boundless might.
The Solar True Fire could not be seen through.
Mu, struggling to maintain the divine bridge, was anxious yet helpless. No one could know Bai Yujun's condition.
Even low-ranking cultivators newly initiated into cultivation knew that Solar True Fire was the ancestor of all flames, the source of ten thousand fires. Golden in color, supremely yang and unyieldingly fierce, it could burn all things in the world to ashes. Though this was not the largest or most ancient sun in the universe, it still possessed Great Sun Golden Flame that made even gods fear.
Being swallowed by it was absolutely no good thing.
Mu Duo, hurrying along her path, gazed at the crimson waterfall in the distance without any worry or sorrow. Silently, she urged the colored butterfly to fly faster.
Amid rolling heat waves and yellow dust, Old Hui Xian hurried onward with his green bamboo staff.
The distant, mysterious Kunlun Ruins.
At the Mountain Peak, the towering figure unconsciously clenched both fists, his entire body unable to stop trembling.
In another stretch of spacetime beside him, the Elegant and Noble Woman wanted to close her eyes, yet had no choice but to watch helplessly as the Great Sun Golden Flame ran rampant, unable to do anything.
The two mighty beings who had once stood at