Red Flame Gorge was a hundred-mile stretch of canyon in the Yin Thunder Mountain Range. It got its name from the red rocks that covered it.
After three days of travel, Fang Mo and his companions finally arrived at Red Flame Gorge.
They stood at the canyon entrance. The gorge was only a few hundred meters wide, its walls as neatly cut as if by blade and axe. A straight fissure stretched into the distance, disappearing from sight. The view was breathtaking.
"How does this Red Flame Gorge look like it was split open by a blade?"
Dragon Piaopiao's eyes shone with astonishment as she exclaimed.
"It really does. Look how straight those walls are. Even if someone had carved them, they couldn't have made them this neat!"
Wang Jinlong gaped in shock like a country bumpkin seeing the world for the first time.
Mu Yan stared at the canyon, which stretched beyond sight, his face full of awe. "You're really willing to let your imaginations run wild. To cut open a hundred-mile mountain range with a single sword strike—what kind of being could do that? Surely only the legendary immortals and gods could possess such power to move mountains and split seas!"
Wang Jinlong scratched his head and chuckled.
"That's true. If you could do that, wouldn't you be a god?"
Feng Xuyang smiled. "Could any of you have imagined before that someone could be powerful enough to leave a sword mark several miles long with a single strike?"
The others were left speechless. They all remembered the Transcendent Realm expert's sword strike outside Windsplit Gorge, and their convictions wavered. If beings like Transcendent Realm experts existed, then surely there could be someone even stronger.
Fang Mo was staring at Red Flame Gorge. In his eyes, the fissure seemed