The next day.
Qingyi felt as though she had fallen into a blazing furnace. Searing heat engulfed her, startling her awake.
"Where have I ended up?" she exclaimed in shock.
She had merely gone to sleep, yet everything around her had changed. The dragon's nest was gone, replaced by an unfamiliar sea of magma.
And Lin Fan was nowhere to be seen. She was alone here, surrounded by desolation, as though she had been exiled.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
Suddenly, a gust swept in, raising a red wave of heat. Roaring flames rolled with it, sweeping across heaven and earth with terrifying force.
Qingyi hurriedly defended herself. Her entire body shone, mysterious runes interweaving as she tried to scatter the incoming magma waves with a Precious Art.
But she had underestimated their power. The temperature was frighteningly high, instantly scorching her black and shredding her dress.
"Pfft!"
Qingyi coughed up a mouthful of blood. Only then did she realize that these were no ordinary winds and flames, but the power of rules manifested from laws.
"Rumble!"
Before she could think further, however, the wind howled and wave after wave crashed toward her. The whole world burned crimson, and the void warped.
Most terrifying of all, there was nowhere to hide. She seemed trapped inside a furnace, about to be refined by the sea of fire.
"Lin Fan, I know this is your doing! Are you trying to burn me to death?" Qingyi shouted angrily, struggling to resist.
"Hold on. This is a simulated environment I constructed with a Divine Ability. If you're going to merge with the Reincarnation Immortal Seed, how can you avoid experiencing the cycle of mortal lives?"
An enormous image of Lin Fan's face appeared in the gray sky. He spoke from there, looking down at the figure below.