Yang Lake Grotto-Heaven.
He stood atop the mountain.
Looking around, he took in everything in every direction.
Ancient forest stretched like a sea beneath him; in the distance, blue waves rippled.
"It really is a sea. The place I'm on is an island!" Jiang Ning thought as he surveyed his surroundings.
From the summit, nothing obstructed his view.
With eyes like torches, he could see countless currents of energy and the places where it gathered most densely.
The next moment.
His gaze quickly settled on the foot of the mountain.
In his vision, a golden mass of energy like a blazing torch had gathered there.
And that mass was steadily approaching him.
"Looks like the last opponent," he realized.
When he had surveyed the surroundings just now, the mysteries of his Fire Eye had brought the entire island into view.
He could clearly see where energy gathered, yet he had spotted no exceptionally dense specks.
From what he had worked out earlier, wherever his Fire Eye detected a cluster of energy, there was a rare spiritual plant or treasure.
The Scarlet Flame Grass and Flamefire Fruit he had swallowed, for instance, had both held dense concentrations of energy.
The same was true of Six-Aperture Ore and flame stones.
Rare spiritual plants and treasures held energy so concentrated that they appeared as specks in his vision.
When many gathered together, they shone as brightly as a cluster of light.
So he immediately knew the person below was coming for him.
"Looks like there's a third person," he murmured.
Judging by the opponent the Grotto-Heaven's will had chosen for him and the vague sense he had of them, his opponent was still far away. It was not the person approaching from the foot of the mountain.
Yet that person was heading straight