Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
That morning, just after Luo Yan finished cultivating the Samadhi Sun Manifestation Method, he heard a knock at the door.
He put away the "Luo Canopy," got up, and opened the door.
Standing outside was Ning Xi. With his eyes wrapped in white silk, he looked somewhat nervous.
Luo Yan let him in, closed the door, and asked, "What is it?"
As if he had made up his mind, Ning Xi raised his head and said loudly, "Captain, I hope I can go to the Ruins with all of you!"
Luo Yan asked expressionlessly, "Are you ready?"
Ning Xi nodded. "Yes, I'm ready."
Unexpectedly, he heard Luo Yan say, "No, you're not."
Ning Xi froze, then said loudly, "Captain, please believe me. I'm ready!"
Luo Yan did not respond. Instead, he circulated his cultivation method. In an instant, the temperature in the entire room soared, and waves of astonishing heat surged toward Ning Xi.
At the same time, illusory crimson-gold flames rose behind Luo Yan. From within the blazing flames, a figure strode out.
It was none other than Fire Yang True Lord, with Flame Wheel on his back and his crimson robes fluttering.
Although Ning Xi was blind and could not see the scene before him, he could sense two extremely powerful and scorching auras.
In Ning Xi's mind, one of these auras was vermilion, while the other was crimson-gold.
The latter emanated an indescribable aura, as though it belonged to a god, making him want to prostrate himself in worship.
In an instant, Luo Yan and Fire Yang True Lord's Qi Flow locked onto Ning Xi, and the youth suddenly felt as though he had been placed atop an enraged sea.
The ocean raged, each wave rising higher than