When Lin Yun passed through the sea of flames, the path he had created disappeared. Supporting himself on the ground, Lin Yun coughed weakly as he examined the burns on his body. His meridians had suffered serious burns and his face was scorched. Taking a deep breath, Lin Yun wiped the blood off his lips, “How pathetic…”

When he looked around, the mysterious lady who helped him earlier was no longer seen anywhere. However, he had to thank her or else he would have revealed his trump card. After a moment of rest, Lin Yun’s eyes surged with killing intent, “Shi Xuan!”

The Demonic Astral Flowers weren’t too dangerous for Lin Yun, but Shi Xuan acted with malice and disdain. Lin Yun wasn’t someone who would take this loss lying down, so he would get...