Cold, dark, twisted starlight reflected on the dragon scale, the dragon scale quickly faded, revealing wheat-colored skin.
"Burned here, red there, white in spots, just like after cupping therapy. Well, this Heavenly Mechanism Robe and Calendar have been burned to ashes." Zhao Xing patted twice, and ash sifted down from his body.
The power of the Fu Ming Furnace was too great; even though Zhao Xing had broken through to the second grade, it still scorched his skin.
Luckily, after entering the Yin Realm, the cold aura suppressed the furnace, and without the sea of fire to temper it, the outer layer of the furnace gradually cooled down.
"Last time the whole Primordial Soul came in, even the physique entered; the warship's Yin and Yang traversal function is truly strong." Zhao Xing examined his surroundings.
The Ancient Yin Warship drifted aimlessly, its viewport was a patch of mottled darkness, and Zhao Xing discovered it was sailing amidst 'yin clouds'.
