Deep in the center of the blazing flame.

There was a crimson meteor sitting quietly at the bottom of a volcano. Strange, fiery patterns crawled across its surface slowly like it had a life of its own.

The fiery patterns and the two words engraved in the ancient language of the Abyss, “Flaming Sun” were shining dazzlingly like a divine sun.

The laws, concepts, and truths of fire all seemed to be surging inside the fiery patterns.

Any living being who could survive its extreme environment and observe the fiery patterns would be able to understand the essence of fire.

It was a direct expression of the laws of power.

Right now, Qin Lie’s soul consciousness was hanging around the heart of volcano...