Mount Huangshan was a mountain barren of even a single blade of grass, let alone trees. However, in recent times, desolate lands like it were no longer rare—though Mount Huangshan, now known as the Sacred Fire Mountain, wasn’t exactly desolate.0

Fwoosh!0

Flames sprouted from every visible corner, replacing the vegetation that should have blanketed the slopes, barring entry with intense heat.0

But despite that, Se-Hoon was heading up, instinctively checking his clothes along the way.0

“Hmm… They shouldn’t burn like last time.”0

Before, he’d come without much thought and ended up singing his sleeves. Now, however, he was prepared properly. Drawing on his fire mana, he moved higher up the mountain. 1

A while later, when he reached about halfway up, signs of a village started appearing. People were going about their daily lives, seemingly unbothered by the fire surrounding them on all sides. 0

If one looked only at the scenery of the village, the surrounding flames could simply appear to be an illusion, but they were far from it.0

“The spell must be working well…”0

Li Kenxie, the master of the mountain, had granted the people currently living in the village a place to live by casting protective spells over them. Thanks to those, the villagers were able to live peacefully, shielded by the flames engulfing the mountain.0

But this peace won’t last long.0

With the war against the Demon Force intensifying and the power of the Harbingers of Destruction far surpassing that of the usual demonic beings, the village that appeared impervious to it all would one day succumb, because it was certain even the...0