"The end of the Flame River? How is that possible? We were clearly still in the Flame River, who knows how far from its end. How did we suddenly get here?"
"If this really is the end of the Flame River, then... doesn't that mean Yan Zijun and Luan Bing have already obtained Ancestral God Lingchang's inheritance?"
"No, if they really had obtained Ancestral God Lingchang's inheritance, they wouldn't look like that. Look, Yan Zijun seems furious, and Luan Bing's face is as cold as frost..."
Whispers instantly filled the Palace. All the Half-Step True Gods looked at Yan Zijun and Luan Bing in astonishment. Upon learning that this was the end of the Flame River, some had a sudden flash of inspiration and immediately began searching the Palace.
But this Palace was not the Flame River. There was no oppressive pressure from the flames, and their divine sense could freely envelop their surroundings. Even without investigating in person, they could easily examine every inch of the Palace with their divine sense.
There was nothing inside the Palace.
Many people's expressions grew strange.
Before they arrived, there had only been two people in the Palace.
Yan Zijun and Luan Bing!
According to the information they had received earlier, the first to reach the end of the Flame River might obtain Ancestral God Lingchang's inheritance. By that logic, either Yan Zijun or Luan Bing should have obtained it...
Why, then, did Yan Zijun look furious, while Luan Bing's face was as cold as frost?
Especially after hearing everyone's remarks, Yan Zijun's expression grew even angrier, and his eyes turned blood-red...
"Shut up!"
A furious roar suddenly rang out. A terrifying pressure erupted from Yan Zijun, instantly enveloping the entire hall.
Yan Zijun's gaze was crazed, filled with intense killing intent and