"Could Yan Tianjun's inheritance be here?"
Jian Qingyue was wildly excited.
If she could find Yan Tianjun's inheritance, her strength would surely soar by leaps and bounds, and she would gain the sect's attention.
For new disciples like them to squeeze the old disciples out, they had to put in even greater effort.
But those old disciples also cultivated diligently. The only way to surpass them was through a fortuitous encounter.
"If this is the Immortal Burial Fire Prison, then what is on the other side?"
Wu Yuexi asked calmly.
"The other side might be a dead end!"
Jian Qingyue's lips curled upward, immensely glad that she had chosen this side.
"Let's move forward!"
Lu Ren casually picked a direction and shot forward, while Jian Qingyue, Wu Yuexi, and the others followed after him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Yet before Lu Ren's group had flown very far, terrifying Flame Storms swept in from all around.
As the storms faded, Flame Yakshas appeared within them.
The yakshas had savage faces, fiery wings on their backs, and crimson steel spears in their hands as they pounced toward Lu Ren and the others.
Lu Ren bore the brunt of the attack. He swung his dragon claw and smashed the Flame Yakshas apart, turning them into flames that scattered away.
Jian Qingyue and Wu Yuexi both possessed late-stage Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivation, so they too slaughtered the Flame Yakshas with ease.
However, though these Flame Yakshas were weak, ranging only from the early to late stages of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, they were endless. They continuously surged wildly from the flames and lunged at Lu Ren's group.
"If this continues, our immortal power will definitely be exhausted!"
Wu Yuexi looked worried.
A Wuyue Clan disciple beside Wu Yuexi said gravely, "This should be the Nine