When flame first came into existence in this world.
Countless living beings gained a natural enemy.
Fire rained from the sky, as though it meant to dye the whole world red. It formed a blazing torrent that engulfed the strange tide of Frost Wraiths. This was a massacre, a furious roar from the Transit Continents.
When the flames dissipated.
Not a single Frost Wraith remained, and even the frost they left behind after death had melted.
The human army.
Hundreds of thousands of continents charged straight ahead without slowing in the slightest.
On the City Wall of the Eternal Night Continent.
Chen Fan looked around with a complicated expression. The searing heat told him that flames had engulfed this place.
"Crippled Monkey, do you think I've been too full of myself?"
"Just now, I kept thinking about how the Mortal Domain could deal with these Frost Wraiths, as though the Human Race couldn't handle them either if we couldn't."
The Mortal Domain truly had no good way to deal with these Frost Wraiths.
Just a moment ago.
He had thought that the Human Faction might really be held up by them.
A few Frost Wraiths would have been no great trouble for the Mortal Domain, but there were enough here to halt hundreds of thousands of continents.
There were simply too many.
He really had been at a loss.
"No."
Crippled Monkey shook his head. "That wasn't arrogance. It was the responsibility you unconsciously shouldered as the Hidden King, Young Master."
Chen Fan glanced back at Crippled Monkey. After a long pause, he still couldn't resist asking.
"Hidden King?"
"Where did you pick up that new term?"
"What is all this nonsense?"
But...
Whatever the case.
They had safely cleared this hurdle.
Today was the eleventh day of the human