Even if it couldn't manage on its own, perhaps the Ancient King would help.
He thought, "Eliminating the crisis of the Flame Fire is the Ancient King's obsession. No, I must stop him."
He arrived outside the Ancient King Hall, leaned over to look down at the Flame Fire, and shouted, "Master!"
Opening his mouth and then closing it, Su Chen shook his head, feeling a bit speechless. He had almost forgotten that sound couldn't travel in a vacuum, and his Spiritual Power was nowhere near strong enough to penetrate the Flame Fire.
Left with no choice but to wait, he muttered helplessly, "Please don't let it be completely obliterated."
From the outside, the Flame Fire's reaction this time was nothing compared to when the outer layer of Fog Ashes was purified. Its surface wasn't even particularly bright.
Meanwhile, in the Nether Realm.
A vast horde of Netherworld Creatures groveled on the ground in a rugged, rocky terrain.
