I, the Woodcutter of the Great Xuan: Begone, Evil Spirits!
Chapter 680

Long Time No See

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The Southern Polar Sea of Fire was a mysterious region that inspired dread at first sight.

It lay hidden at the end of the world, the place where the White Tiger fortune among the Four Heavenly Pillars was sealed.

The White Tiger fortune contained power so vast it was unmatched. It represented the two ultimate attributes of "slaughter" and "conquest," an embodiment of the sharpest and most ferocious force between heaven and earth.

At that moment, Mo Chen stepped alone onto this scorching land.

The instant he entered, a heatwave that blotted out the sky and covered the earth crashed into him. Scorching flames rolled wildly like raging, surging tidal waves, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

The flames seemed determined to devour every uninvited guest bold enough to trespass here.

Amid this roaring sea of fire, Mo Chen's figure was insignificant compared to the endless blazing flames around him.

Yet faced with such a terrifying sight, Mo Chen did not pause for even a single step, continuing forward with calm composure.

He held the Treasure-Seeking Compass in his palm, focusing intently on the subtle movements of its needle.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face.

He had clearly sensed the powerful aura of the White Tiger fortune, coming from not far ahead.

However—

Just then.

Deafening roars rang out, shaking the heavens.

Immediately afterward, three figures shot out of the depths of the blazing sea of fire like lightning, fleeing in utter disarray.

Upon closer inspection, the clothes they had been wearing had already been completely reduced to ash by the flames.

Nor had their hair and beards escaped disaster. Every last strand had been burned away, leaving nothing behind.

Their faces were filled with panic, as though they had encountered some unimaginably terrifying beast.

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