The scorching molten lava scoured the ground, continuously converging and finally flowing into a gurgling river.
The original Flame Village had been completely devoured by the molten lava, and newly spouting lava continued to pour into this river.
Han Zhan stepped into the molten lava, racing at high speed towards the body of the Phoenix Perch Wood.
At this moment, from within the withered, dull vines above his head, a budding crimson flower suddenly bloomed, and from the flower, a figure fell down, blocking his path.
It was a white skeleton!
Its entire body was made of white bones, without a single inch of flesh.
When it stepped into the lava, the scorching lava caused its leg bones to smoke sizzle, yet even so, it did not hinder its movement.
The white skeleton wasted no words, lunging at Han Zhan.
