As Yuan Ming constantly shuttled through during his flying escape, the Green Black Forest gradually faded in color, becoming increasingly lush and vibrant with vitality.
Three days later, Yuan Ming finally flew over the vast forest, crossed a steep and perilous cliff, and the view suddenly opened up—a vast, limitless blue ocean lay before him.
He crossed the turbulent sea without hesitation, continuing forward.
As he got closer to his destination, the glow on the guiding gray talisman became increasingly dazzling and radiant.
Yuan Ming hastened all the way, nonstop, and half a month later, he finally arrived at the heart of a vast desert.
There, a scorching sea of fire spanned a hundred miles in circumference, as if the fiercest flames in the world converged here.
He stood at the edge of the sea of fire, with an endless black glazed coastline underfoot, a peculiar sight formed by sand melted by high heat.
In front of him, the tumbling flames roared like an enraged giant beast.
