Flame Mountain, immensely vast.
One cannot see its boundaries at a glance.
Though called a mountain, it is in fact a range composed of massive peaks.
Above the mountain range, clusters of flames flow like golden rivers, and these flames shimmer with a golden light, resembling molten gold, exceedingly resplendent.
This is the Flowing Gold Flame.
The Fire Lion and other beasts looked at the flowing gold flames in front of them, each showing a look of apprehension.
Whereas the Three-Colored Dragon and Bright White Tiger were exuding enthusiasm, eager to try.
The Three-Colored Dragon and Bright White Tiger truly deserve to be beasts with Ancient Holy Beast bloodlines.
Yang Xiaotian drove his war chariot, entering Flame Mountain with his companions.
However, after just crossing the first peak of Flame Mountain, the flames ahead became terrifyingly several times more intense, prompting Yang Xiaotian to have his companions stop, deciding to continue deeper alone.
