The Flame Emperor Palace had not welcomed so many visitors in a long time.
Because of Long Fei, over ten thousand disciples found a safe path and climbed their way upwards together.
The crowd was both startled and delighted; after all, just moments ago, only sect geniuses and the Saintess were capable of reaching the summit.
With the oppressive killing aura blanketing the skies, flying was utterly impossible.
The only option was to cling tightly to the ground and arduously scale the mountain.
A mere three to five meters above the ground was filled with choking murderous air and thick smoke billowing from underground.
Even though everyone was prepared, upon reaching the top, they were still shocked by the sight before them.
The mountaintop resembled a sea of fire—cracked ground, rolling smoke, flames surging everywhere.
Palatial structures stood amidst the blaze, engulfed in flames.
