This region was incredibly terrifying. There was no vegetation aboveground, no magma belowground—there was no matter of any kind at all—yet flames blazed fiercely.
No one knew why the flames here could burn without ever going out, nor could they be extinguished.
The Desolate Tower, shattered during the Ancient God War, was here, using the Immortal Fire to repair its body.
In the Post-Desolate Ancient Era, the shattered Void Mirror had also used the Immortal Fire for repairs.
Chen Zhao strode straight into the Fire Domain. The searing flames all parted before him, opening a path.
As he went deeper, the flames changed color continuously.
From pale blue to milky white, then shifting again and again.
Chen Zhao reached the end of the Fire Domain. It was a parched, barren land, completely bare, without the slightest trace of life.
Unlike the blazing flames outside, no flames burned here. It was a land of Deathly Stillness.
Chen Zhao fixed his gaze on the far end of the place, where a small tree was moving.
The little tree was formed entirely of flames, unfathomably mysterious, as though it could burn all the heavens to ashes.
A tiny Immortal Phoenix composed of runes and Dao laws even perched atop the tree, chirping softly.
It was a Fire Phoenix formed from Immortal Fire Essence, bathing in flames and radiating holiness.
Chen Zhao reached out and drew it over. The little tree and Fire Phoenix immediately turned into a cluster of flames that landed in his palm.
This was not fire in the ordinary sense. It was formed from mysterious runes, with countless divine chains interwoven across its surface and symbols dancing within, as though they would incinerate everything.
Chen Zhao could sense that this Immortal Fire possessed an exceedingly high origin. At the very