In the underground world of the Ancient Pagoda, inside the endless pit of fire.
Xiao Chen hovered amidst ten thousand flames, allowing them to envelop him without moving.
And before him in the sea of fire, two balls of strange light floated.
The lights were extremely dazzling, obscuring the shape of the objects inside.
The sea of fire had the power to burn the world, raging and surging usually; but before the two balls of light, it appeared very fearful, the flames retreated on both sides, not daring to touch the lights.
It was as if a king in an ecosystem was walking around, and creatures would instinctively retreat, not daring to confront its majesty.
"It seems to be almost done!"
After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes, seriously observing the two balls of light before him.
Realizing that the Twelve Imperial Flames had merged completely, he reached out to touch the light on the left.
Crack!
