On the heart-like chamber walls all around,
figures began breaking through the walls and walking out.
These figures were roughly humanoid, but flames blazed fiercely all over their bodies.
They were Firemen.
After they appeared, the scorching heat of the flames throughout the tomb rose noticeably.
Xu Zimo had no doubt that if Old Ghost and the others entered, their bodies would melt into pus like ice in an instant.
That was how terrifying the heat of flames was.
From this alone, one could see just how perilous this tomb was.
The heat alone was enough to prevent ninety-nine percent of people from entering.
Seeing that Xu Zimo was unaffected by the heat,
the Firemen grew enraged and charged at Xu Zimo one after another.
These Firemen were quite distinctive as well.
They were not composed of the same type of flame.
Instead, they were countless strange flames the Fire God had gathered over tens of thousands of years.
For example, the Fireman before him was formed from Black Crow Demonfire.
Beside it were Earth Lotus Heartfire, Mirage Tower Ancient Fire...
Every one of these flames was ever-changing.
Each possessed a different method of attack, leaving people hard-pressed to defend against them all.
Some flames were even scorching and blazing like the blazing sun,
yet they could freeze a person and cast them into the bitter cold of the twelfth lunar month.
Watching so many flames charge at him, Xu Zimo remained unruffled.
Because he had once received the inheritance of Ancient God Zhu Rong.
It could be said that on the path of flames, he had walked farther than the Fire God.
At a glance, he could see the core of these flames.
There were many strange flames, but none were refined; they were vast, yet lacked cohesion.
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