Chapter 563: Under Fengming's two eager gazes, Tang Huan sat down with the "Fire Dance" atlas.

A moment later, he had abandoned the miscellaneous ideas, absorbed himself, and put the atlas in his palm. Then, the immense truth poured into the inside of the golden pages.

"Wow!"

In an instant, the golden pages trembled violently, and the dazzling golden rays came out at the same time.

After a while, the fire-red breath rises from the palm of the Tang Huanzhao, constantly gathering in the sky several meters high, constantly twisting and changing, but with more than a dozen breathing efforts, a fire-red sword has been condensed and formed, which is...