Outside the Demonic Flame Space, the world that had once been shrouded by the lingering heat leaked from the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame had now returned to its former calm.
In the sky, the Space Passage that had once twisted like a vortex had now completely dissipated, leaving only a clear blue sky behind, as if the gate to another world had never existed at all.
The high temperature that had originally covered between heaven and earth also gradually weakened. The searing heat that had made skin burn and breathing difficult now left only a faint warmth, drifting gently away with the breeze.
Down below, the magma desert—the scarlet red magma that had once churned endlessly like a boiling sea—had now also stopped surging.
The searing liquid gradually solidified, from flowing to still, from scarlet red to dark red, before slowly congealing into huge chunks of white rock.
Those rocks overlapped layer upon layer, piling into mountains. Under the sunlight, they glowed with a faint luminescence, as though telling of the earth-shaking events that had once happened here.
In the surrounding sky, figures hovered one after another, densely packed like stars filling the heavens.
Their gazes all carried undisguised unwillingness and complicated emotions as they looked at the space that had already regained its calm.
Ever since the Space Passage had dissipated, they had completely lost all sense of that space. No matter what methods they used, they could not make that space appear again.
That space seemed as though it had never existed, vanishing completely between heaven and earth.
"Why hasn't Lin Ming come out yet?" An anxious voice rang out in the silence. It was Mang Tianchi's voice.
By now, he no longer had his usual composure and calm. His expression was grave as he stared at that