Ancient Realm Eight Sects, a gathering of immortals, all following Chen Yuan's movements.
Two days later.
Chen Yuan was in the midst of a critical moment for his breakthrough, within the Xuanyu Jun Mansion.
"Huff Huff Huff Huff."
Inside the cave dwelling, Xuan Fire was overflowing, ceaselessly scorching the young man in white.
"Rip!"
The Dark Green Profound Fire rampaged throughout the cave dwelling, with sounds of ripping and burning echoing through the void.
This part of the world had already been twisted into nothingness by the burning Xuan Fire; even the air had been evaporated.
Three Beast Kings had already retreated a hundred meters away from the dwelling.
Even at such a distance, they could still feel the scorching hot waves in the air that nearly suffocated them.
Only Yan Tianqi remained close to Chen Yuan.
She was clad in radiant golden light, watching Chen Yuan quietly.
