Hearing this, Elder Zhen nodded and looked toward the Nine Nether Fire Sea. "I wonder how many floors that lad can reach."
"The Nine Nether Fire Sea has nine floors in total. With our strength, we can only reach the eighth. He'll be doing well if he can enter the second," Elder Huo reasoned.
Elder Zhen had no objection. "If a new student can enter the second floor, that shows some talent. If he can stay for a full four hours, he'll have the potential to cultivate the Formation Martial Dao. We're idle anyway, so why don't we wait here a while?"
"All right. Cangshan sent over some fine tea a few days ago. Let's have some," Elder Huo said with a smile.
"How can we have tea without a game? Here's the board from just now. Let's continue." Elder Zhen chuckled, and the unfinished game appeared along with the table and chairs, all exactly as they had been.
Elder Huo's eyes instantly widened. "Old Zhen, aren't you being shameless? Didn't we agree to call this game a draw?" he protested.
"We're in no hurry anyway. We can take our time..." Elder Zhen invited him with a beaming smile.
Looking at his pieces, already routed into a shattered army, Elder Huo helplessly picked up a piece...
The instant Tang Yan entered the first floor, he felt the surrounding temperature rise. At that moment, the true qi inside him became extraordinarily active, as though it had received a great infusion of nutrients.
Yet this furnace-like place felt incomparably comfortable to Tang Yan.
Tang Yan carefully surveyed his surroundings and saw that everything was shrouded in red light.
The area was even larger than it looked from outside. Each section was separated by a gap, and at a glance, six or seven