The Demon Flame Space had intersected with the Dou Qi Continent, setting all sides in motion.
The Purifying Lotus Demon Flame emerged roughly once every thousand years. A thousand years was enough to make people forget far too much.
It was enough to see a great clan decline from glory into weakness, enough for a major faction to lose much of its inheritance.
Only those who had personally experienced it at the time remembered the terror of the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame. Thus, aside from forces like the Ancient Eight Clans, many people who overestimated themselves or harbored lucky fantasies also rushed toward the place where the demon flame would descend.
When Gu Yuan and Gu Lie arrived, they saw a rugged-looking man in crimson robes standing in the void. His brows resembled two wisps of burning flame, his eyes were like fiery gemstones, and he appeared to be in his forties.
At that moment, he was staring intently at the Demon Flame Space.
"Yan Jin, you arrived rather early." Gu Yuan wore a warm, spring-breeze-like smile.
"The Purifying Lotus Demon Flame... I can hardly wait. Opportunities to break through to the Nine-Star Dou Sheng are few indeed." Yan Jin's tone was full of anticipation.
"Hahaha... You're all here. A thousand years have passed, Yan Jin, yet you're still standing still?"
Thunderous laughter rang out as a burly man with dark skin, built like an iron tower and clad in garments patterned with lightning, rapidly approached.
Sensing Lei Ying's somewhat unsteady aura, Yan Jin knew that he had only recently broken through. Slightly displeased, he said:
"So you got one step ahead of me... With the talent of an old bastard like you, I don't believe you could have normally broken through to the ninth star. You probably stumbled into