Spirit Transformation Melee and the Fusang Divine Tree

A great hall towered at the center of the Red Fire Mountain Range.

"This hall!"

Fairy Nishang gazed at it from afar, a fine sheen of sweat already covering her brow. Even from the outskirts, she felt immense pressure. "Fellow Daoist Lin, this place suppresses demonic cultivators too much!"

Within the Red Fire Mountain Range's barrier, Fairy Nishang's strength had been suppressed by roughly twenty percent. Now she had the feeling that if she entered the hall, she might be left with only half her strength.

And that was after the seal had weakened considerably. Otherwise, the suppression would have been even more severe.

Lin Chang'an was surprised to hear this, but not shocked.

After all, whom was the Demon Sealing Abyss meant to imprison? The Devil Race, of course.

In ancient times, a host of people from various factions had descended from the Upper Realm to fight over clues to the Profound Heaven Immortal Vine. But judging by the seal, the Devil Race had clearly held an overwhelming advantage.

Otherwise, the other factions would never have joined forces, even temporarily, to drag the Devil Race down with them. As for the vast seal that had resulted, Lin Chang'an had a suspicion. Perhaps the person who had brought the Profound Heaven Immortal Vine down from the Upper Realm had played everyone for fools and sealed the entire Earth Core Fire Domain.

"Fellow Daoist Nishang, stay outside and be ready to support me."

Lin Chang'an glanced at Fairy Nishang. Entering might do her more harm than good. She could even become a weakness their enemies could exploit.

Fairy Nishang sighed helplessly and nodded.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I'll leave this to you. I'll be ready to help from the outskirts of the Red Fire Mountain Range."

"Mm."

Lin Chang'an nodded. The Red