The majestic and ancient outlines, though indistinct, still emanate an aura that makes the entire Great Wasteland lie dormant, with figures shining all over, intertwining and connecting heaven and earth.
"Fire!"
As if the heavenly sound resounded through heaven and earth, this voice seemed to penetrate the soul, shaking the depths of life.
Even the Sea Emperor, Fire Emperor, and Golden Emperor, who originally stood by the ancient Long River, all awakened, shouting the same sound, resembling a kind of legacy!
The legacy is neither Martial Arts nor power!
This is a legacy of will, the human generations proliferating in the Great Wasteland, passing the sacred flame from one to another!
At this moment, the Void around Xiao Chen began to collapse, as if falling into a quagmire of time and space, the twisted space externally seemed like it was about to engulf his body.
"Fire! Fire! Fire!"
