Deep within an unknown expanse of space-time.
There was a vast, boundless world of fire that seemed to have no end.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, cyan, purple, white, black, gray, gold, brown...
Dazzling and splendid, rich in color.
Countless flames of every color blazed in this world. The origins of the flames of countless worlds could all be seen here.
This place held all flames, was the final home of fire from worlds as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, and was the land of the Flame Law's Dao traces.
At the edge of this world was a region of space occupied by golden flames.
Within that space stood a tall, straight figure entirely enveloped in golden flames. An indescribable, ineffable aura of the Dao spread from him, unfathomably mysterious yet exceptionally distinguished.
This figure seemed to have settled within this boundless domain for countless years, yet also seemed to have existed for only a moment.
As time passed, his aura grew stronger and stronger.
Finally, one day, the figure opened his eyes, which shone as brilliantly as a river of stars, and a trace of delighted amusement rippled through his gleaming golden pupils.
"I understand what makes the fifth step special."
Having said that, he raised his eyes toward the depths of the entire Flame World, where one bizarre and fantastic world after another seemed to connect to this vast, boundless ocean of flames.
A flash of understanding appeared in his eyes.
"I see them-endless worlds!"
"Wherever fire exists, the Flame Law is omnipresent!"
Earth.
Mount Tai.
With Jiang Yang's flash of understanding, the ocean of flames in the sky seemed to change as well.
That crimson ocean of flames gradually turned golden.
The Northern Territory.
On a snowfield near the Storm Sea Region.
A mighty