Gai Jiuyou brought Jiang Yun across the stars, and a single thought from him could send stars plunging. Planets were insignificant to him, and his divine sense easily blanketed the entirety of Yinghuo.
Yet facing this place, he felt immense pressure. Yinghuo Ancient Star was out of the ordinary and could not be understood through conventional thinking. Anyone who grew arrogant enough to come here and attempt to sever this star would surely bring about their own destruction.
The depths of Yinghuo harbored a terrifying dread, and once rashly provoked, it would suffer a bloody disaster. This was Gai Jiuyou's first impression, and his brows could not help but furrow tightly.
Having arrived at Jiang Yun's old home, for some reason he continually met with setbacks one after another. It was even more hair-raising than the Big Dipper; after all, he at least knew what resided within the Forbidden Zones.
However, as for this patch of starry skies, it was one thing for Earth not to welcome him, but this small celestial body also concealed a massive crisis, possessing an extraordinary, demonic magical power.
Yinghuo bore far too much, recording a heavy and terrifying history. Back then it involved a war of imperial-grade figures, and though these past events were sealed away by the passage of time, the lingering impact had never dissipated.
Jiang Yun also withdrew his attention from beneath the earth, because apart from a lingering palpitations of the heart, he could see nothing at all.
Relying on his formidable divine sense, he easily found the location of yesteryear. The Crocodile Ancestor was not in this place, and the curtain of light that had once sheltered this region had long since vanished. The two stepped onto the surface of Yinghuo, descending near the Five-Colored Altar.
Thirteen years of