Yun Huanling did not know whether his eyes were playing tricks on him, but for a moment, he seemed to see the flames on the wall move.
He lightly pressed his palm against the wall, and warmth seeped into his hand.
"The wall is warm!"
Chu Luohen froze at his words, then frowned and did the same as Yun Huanling. Unfortunately, he felt no warmth from the wall.
It was still nothing more than an icy stone slab, no different from before.
The only one who showed no reaction was Dao Lord Qing Ci. He stood to one side without speaking or showing any expression, merely letting his gaze fall on Yun Huanling from time to time.
Yun Huanling grew interested in the flames on the wall.
He began carefully examining each unfurled blossom of flame.
The flame blossoms were not arranged neatly; they could even be called deliberately chaotic. Yet amid those chaotic patterns of flame, Yun Huanling "saw" them move.
Although their movements were barely perceptible, after watching them for so long, he was all but certain these flames were alive.
Yun Huanling turned toward Dao Lord Qing Ci beside him. "You were the first to warn us, so you must have noticed something wrong with these flames back then."
Faced with Yun Huanling's questioning, Dao Lord Qing Ci merely smiled. "What could I possibly see? All I have to rely on is my cultivation and perception."
A cultivator at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage was indeed far more sensitive to their surroundings than one at the Spirit Transformation Stage.
But Dao Lord Qing Ci's tone was rather casual, carrying little conviction.
That ambiguity left Yun Huanling and Chu Luohen unable to tell whether he was speaking the truth or lying.
Chu Luohen felt it was a mixture of