Mingsha Star Domain, Crimson Flame Star.
This planet was not a star, but a planet extremely close to one. It was only three thousand kilometers in diameter and just over a million kilometers from the star's surface.
The entire planet was crimson, like flowing magma, with an average temperature of nearly a thousand degrees Celsius.
Yet even on such a terrifying planet, life existed.
Short humanoids that seemed to be made of flames lived in the magma, utterly at ease.
The Flame Rock Race, an exceedingly rare race, was one of humanity's subordinate races.
Crimson Flame Star was one of their settlements.
At one volcanic crater, or rather, a relatively high point amid the surging magma, a figure somewhat taller than the Flame Rock Race members lay on his back.
The figure was three meters tall and dark red all over, with two long horns on his forehead and a diamond-shaped crystal between his brows. His tail swayed slowly, and he looked perfectly comfortable.
He was not a member of the Flame Rock Race, but a human of the Yanpoluo Race. The Yanpoluo Race should have lived primarily in the Flame Crystal Universe Country. They were one of Humanity's Ten Great Peak Bloodlines, reaching Domain Lord upon adulthood, yet for some unknown reason, he had appeared here.
"Are you Mosai?" A voice suddenly rang out beside the Yanpoluo man's ear.
"Who's there?" The Yanpoluo man immediately rose and hovered in the air, spotting a young man dressed in black robes with a skull mask on his face.
"Domain Lord peak?" Mosai narrowed his eyes at the young man. "What do you want with me?"
"To kill you."
A white saber appeared in the masked young man's hand, and he immediately swung a streak of saber light toward Mosai.
"You want