In the midst of the sprawling mountains, several miles away from the Mingxin Prefecture.
On the mountainside of a peak, an enormous cave was forcibly carved out by an inexplicably terrifying power.
Lu Xuan strolled to the entrance of the cave, casually waved his hand, and a purple flame wall appeared out of thin air, sealing the entrance tightly.
The fiercely burning purple flame wall radiated searing heat without restraint.
Just getting close, one could feel the oppressive heat, making people shiver with fear and hesitate to approach.
Subsequently, Lu Xuan paid no heed to the extremely hot purple flame wall, stepping leisurely, he slowly walked towards the interior of the cave.
Lu Xuan's figure gradually melded into the purple flame wall, as if he had become one with the purple flames.
This purple flame wall, set up by Lu Xuan himself, was filled with flickering purple tongues of fire in every gap.
