"Feels like we won't be able to keep our daughter much longer." Just as Futu Yun and his companions entered the Four Saints Pagoda to explore,
the Martial Ancestor, far away in the Martial Realm, felt a sudden stirring in his heart. Something seemed wrong.
He had once considered bringing Futu Yun and Lin Jing together, but he had never imagined Lin Jing would fall for Futu Yun at first sight,
or that she would be smitten with him before they had even met.
And with so many girls around Futu Yun, how could he not worry?
"You can stop fretting. At least your daughter went to him of her own accord,"
the Flame Emperor's voice suddenly came through. "My daughter was talked into joining them just to make up the numbers—by that brat's fiancée, no less."
The Flame Emperor was nowhere near the Martial Realm, yet the Martial Ancestor could speak to him directly.
Across the Great Thousand World, perhaps no one but the distant Flame Emperor could hear this conversation.
That alone showed how far their cultivation had surpassed that of the Great Thousand World's other Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns.
Which was precisely why the Martial Ancestor found it strange:
Even if several Heavenly Demon Emperors had joined forces to seal off a shattered space,
how could they stop him and trap the mighty Flame Emperor there?
"I picked up something good this time." Meanwhile, in the Boundless Fire Territory, the Flame Emperor toyed with the Jade Bottle in his hand.
Inside were a few streaks of milky-white liquid that gave off a strange, alluring fragrance.
A single breath of it left him feeling clear-headed and refreshed.
The peculiar scent lingered at his nose. Once he inhaled it, his flesh and blood surged,
and even his mind filled with