The distant Void Realm was burning.
This was not an adjective, but a statement.
When Ian and the fairies arrived in the Void Realm, his attention was immediately drawn to the shining red light in the distance.
Far to the southwest of the Void Realm, where there had once been the phantom of a black forest, the vast woods rose and fell with the wind amid dim shadows, like waves surging across an obscure sea.
Ian still remembered that whenever he gazed southwest from the mountain formed by the Void Realm Imperial Capital, he could always hear a faint hum—perhaps the sound of a sea of leaves rolling in waves, or perhaps the howl of some beast.
But now, the forest was illuminated by burning light—the black shadows first lit up with a single red spark, then countless specks of golden-red flame appeared. Those blazing points of light densely joined together, like a boundless ocean of fire.
Distorted heat waves shook the Void Realm, and the hot wind from the southwest seemed already to be brushing across everyone's faces.
"Light's Embrace above!"
Ian could not help sucking in a cold breath. Terra's culture had influenced him over all these years too—for example, when shocked, he said Light's Embrace above rather than oh my God—but that was not important, because he had recognized the danger in the distance. His expression changed. "What the hell is that?"
"N-No idea..."
Even the fairies were stunned. Mo Feng clearly had not expected the situation Dream Institute had sent him to investigate to be this kind of "situation."
The purple sphere bobbed, as though blinking. "This is at least a peak Fourth Energy Level psychic disaster—remember that Void Realm Mech-God we saw when we first met? If it encountered particularly stubborn Void Realm garbage, it