The gale howled.
At this altitude, looking down, the sea of clouds had faded until it was almost invisible.
It had become a gray, hazy expanse of cloud.
Above them, however, the "branches" of the Jianmu Tree that stretched into every part of the void seemed not to have changed at all.
Luo Yan could not help sighing inwardly.
It truly was a tree that reached the heavens.
Just how tall was this Jianmu Tree?
And where were its roots?
Were they buried in the land of the Guixu?
If it really was, as the ancient texts claimed, the axis of heaven and earth, Luo Yan simply could not imagine how vast the area covered by its roots must be.
The roots of the Jianmu Tree could probably even be dug up deep beneath the Management Area.
After they continued ascending, "Zhurong" took the lead under Luo Yan's control.
The giant that Michael had transformed into was positioned beneath "Zhurong's" feet. After all, he had no way to pass through the Formlessness Heavenly Fire, so he did not try to force his way through.
Since the Formlessness Heavenly Fire appeared at any moment, Luo Yan and Michael carefully controlled their speed as well, not daring to fly too fast lest they plunge headfirst into the sea of fire.
As they remained on guard, a cluster of white flames suddenly sprang into view.
Because Divine Treasure Vision showed only black and white, Luo Yan saw it clearly: the flames were outlined by extremely faint black lines.
They appeared without the slightest warning. One moment, there had been nothing in the void; the next, they had emerged.
After this cluster of flames appeared, more and more flames surfaced from the void, rapidly joining together and transforming into a sea of fire that