At the Giant Gate Plaza in the Demonic Flame Space, as more and more people arrived, the space there grew increasingly distorted.
The milky-white light spreading over the giant gate seemed to be drawn by some force and began flickering violently. Waves of terrifying fluctuation spread from within the giant gate, making the entire plaza tremble faintly.
Boom, boom, boom!
Just as everyone was wavering in shock and doubt, the space around the giant gate suddenly twisted violently. Pitch-black cracks appeared out of thin air, spreading rapidly like a spider web.
From within those cracks, waves of milky-white flame surged out like massive billows. The temperature of those flames was astonishingly high; even from a great distance away, everyone could feel that burning-hot aura.
Immediately after, figure after figure wreathed entirely in milky-white flame surged violently out of the many cracks like a tide.
The figures were densely packed, and in the blink of an eye they filled the sky outside the plaza. Their bodies were completely encircled by milky-white flames, making their faces impossible to see. Only a pair of emotionless eyes could be seen, staring coldly at everyone on the plaza.
In their hands, they tightly gripped long spears condensed from flame. Fire leaped upon the spears, emitting a sharp killing intent.
As these flame figures appeared, cries of alarm immediately rang out across the plaza. Many people looked at the numerous flame figures in astonishment, then abruptly discovered that these people actually possessed tangible forms. Moreover, every one of their auras was not weak. The weakest were all at the Dou Venerate level, and among them, there was even no lack of Half Sage existences.
"Careful, these are Fire Slaves!" some knowledgeable people in the crowd said in deep voices, their tones carrying a trace of fear.