The world within the Phoenix Tree Root was a land of molten rock.
Endless crimson magma churned ceaselessly, emitting scorching waves of heat.
The temperature of the magma was terrifyingly high.
At the center of this molten land, two stone platforms—one blood-red, one cyan—were even hotter, radiating an aura capable of incinerating all of existence.
In stark contrast, the dark-black stone platform between them had no scorching heat. Instead, it emanated a faint chill.
The entire world was a sea of crimson. Only the three strange, dazzling stone platforms at its center stood out, commanding all attention.
For on them sat two beautiful women.
They were sitting cross-legged on the blood-red and cyan platforms, eyes closed as they circulated some profound Secret Technique, utterly unable to stop.
One of the two women was Qing Xun!
Jiang Jichen had never seen the other woman before, but she felt deeply familiar to him.
She was Blood Hand!
