Clouds slowly gathered high above. Little by little, they turned from white to black until they blotted out the sky over the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Then the wind came. It howled like evil spirits breaking through the walls of Jiuyou. The mountains around the altar trembled, countless leaves and branches were whipped into the air and dashed to the ground, and birds that had not escaped in time were caught in the gale.
Countless points of fire appeared on the horizon. Beneath the cloud-darkened sky, they flew toward the altar like an endless swarm of glowing insects.
"As these flames burn, I think I can feel blood flowing through my body. But the feeling is too faint. It proves nothing. This fire isn't enough. Not nearly enough!"
The Beast God's relaxed brow furrowed, and his look of pleasure turned manic. His hands began to move, but he was certainly not struggling in pain.
The Beast God's transformation into a human had also meant that he was no longer immortal. Whatever Linglong's purpose had been, whether he was truly human mattered to him more than life or death.
The Flame Sea surged more fiercely than before, melting the cold rock walls around the altar into lava. The Beast God still wore a manic expression, but his swaying body betrayed pain beyond what it could bear.
Another dragon's roar suddenly rang out. Amid the churning flames, a gate formed entirely of fire appeared.
After enduring the Flame Sea for so long, the Beast God rose, walked up to the fiery gate, and pushed it open with both hands.
"Roar!"
The churning Flame Sea fell still, but the entire Demon-Suppressing Ancient Cave began to tremble, as though it feared what was coming.
Two enormous claws wreathed in flame appeared at the gate. Before