About a dozen meters away from Hong Yu.
A golden flame coalesced into a dazzling golden lotus, a flower composed entirely of fire.
On its blooming petals, streaks of flame patterns slowly writhed.
Like countless Fire Dragons swimming about.
The temperature of the entire space skyrocketed a hundredfold, making it feel like a scorching sun was present. Of course, that was a slight exaggeration.
But Hong Yu was certain that if he dared get any closer, even his Fire Cloud Divine Armor—once a Ninth-Grade Divine Skill—would be melted. The temperature was simply too high.
What truly shocked Hong Yu, however, was the figure seated cross-legged in the center of the golden lotus.
The figure was hunched over, as if advanced in age.
Long golden hair cascaded down its back, and its eyebrows were also golden, shaped like burning flames. Although its eyes were closed, the figure still exuded a terrifying aura.
