Nie Yun looked around.
Just as Prince Ru Xia had said, this place was completely different from the path they had traveled before. It was even more scorching; the air around them seemed to be burning, searing their skin until it went numb.
There were already very few people here. Ye Tao and the others who had entered earlier had long since been unable to endure it and left. Those who remained were almost all outstanding descendants of the Nine Emperors.
"Who are those people?"
Not far ahead, several figures were struggling onward. The searing environment that others could not withstand seemed to have little effect on them.
Among them, Nie Yun spotted two familiar figures: Prince Duobo and Prince Liu Mu.
He did not recognize the others.
"The one in black is Mo Yan, the descendant of the Heart Demon Great Emperor I told you about last time!"
Following Prince Ru Xia's pointing finger, Nie Yun's expression turned grave.
Mo Yan wore black from head to toe, with a faint cloud of black mist diffusing around him. Whenever the scorching flames around him came into contact with that black mist, they seemed to have encountered their nemesis, scattering in terror in every direction, unable to harm him in the slightest.
His Fire God Talent could only keep the surrounding flames from burning him, while Mo Yan's black aura could make the flames feel fear. That alone showed how terrifying he was!
No wonder he had been able to snatch the Direction Finding Needle from the hands of the three princes. This fellow truly was not simple.
"Heart Demon Talent ranks fifteenth, even above Sword Dao Master. It seems I can't look down on the people of the world!"
Nie Yun secretly raised his guard.
Before this, he had always