An hour later.
Chen Yuan finally arrived at the core of the Black Volcano Mountain Range.
At this moment.
A 'floating altar' appeared in front of Chen Yuan.
The 'altar' was not like those seen on ordinary days; it was merely connected by four ancient black pillars, with a Netherworld Fire Gate in the middle, shimmering with space fluctuations.
Through that Netherworld Fire Gate, one could see a blaze of black fire, seemingly linked to a world of black flames.
Under this altar, numerous Cultivators were gathering here, watching each other vigilantly.
The Nether Cold Mansion was right in front of them.
"Brother Chen Yuan?"
A sweet call came through.
Chen Yuan looked up to see the charming and lovely Chen Qi standing on a mountain peak, blinking her big eyes, and looking somewhat incredulous.
She and Chen Yuan were considered to have studied under the same sect, so calling Chen Yuan as brother wasn't inappropriate.
Beside Chen Qi, Qi Yuling was full of astonishment.
