In the Li formation world, scalding lava churned, surging into towering, scorching torrents. This was a world of unbearable heat. The blazing temperatures warped the air until it seemed ready to melt into liquid. If a fifth-tier expert from the Light Realm came here, they would probably be roasted to ashes in seconds!
Bai Yang didn't act personally. Just by wielding the formation's power, he could easily crush the many Martial Warriors and spellcasters from the Light Realm trapped inside it.
Firefish and fire serpents swam through the boiling magma. On its surface prowled fire wolves, fire foxes, fire bulls, and other beasts, while fire eagles and fire dragons soared across the sky!
All these flame creatures had been conjured from the formation's power. They had no life of their own; they were pure energy, yet possessed terrifying might.
Every one of the flaming animals was golden. Their power rivaled Bai Yang's fire-type ability, and the void itself seemed to melt wherever they passed!
Bai Yang had built the formation, and as a divine path cultivator, he wielded it with consummate ease.
Thousands of seventh- and eighth-tier experts from the Light Realm had gathered, along with dozens of ninth-tier experts. But before they could think of an effective way to fight the world of flames, the ground below churned, sending waves of lava hundreds of miles high crashing down like an avalanche. Golden flame creatures surged at them in hordes like a tidal wave.
In a single clash, ninety-nine percent of the thousands of experts were reduced to ashes. Only a dozen or so ninth-tier experts managed to scramble out of the lava. They stood in the air, aghast, listening to the despairing screams of the companions who had been with them moments ago. Even in that scorching world, a