With Nie Tian and the others on its back, the Thunder Beast flapped its enormous wings, and slowly disappeared from Feng Luo and Yu Tong’s sight, heading out of the Scarlet Flame Mountain Range.

By that time, all the powerful experts who had the capability to fly out of the Scarlet Flame Mountain Range had long since left the disastrous location.

Those who couldn’t leave, but managed to survive the calamity, were all scattered on various mountain peaks or in caves, waiting for the lava to seep back into the ground.

Standing on top of a short stone mountain, Han Xin of the Mystic Mist sect pointed at the unusual beast in the distant sky. “That’s… a Thunder Beast!”

Seeing that it was flying towards her, she waved her their hands at it in excitement.

As it got closer, she caught sight of Nie Tian and his group, who were sitting on its back.

Zheng Bing rose to his feet and looked up at the Thunder Beast, his eyes filled with astonishment. He said with surprise in his voice, “They all made it!”

Han Xin and him had been rather lucky. They did not encounter any trouble after parting ways with An Shiyi and the party. They had attempted to get out of the Scarlet Flame Mountain Range as soon as possible and then march straight towards the direction...