This mountain range is very hot.

A scorching wave roared in.

The red mountains are suspended in the void, as if they were condensed by real fire.

Stepping onto the ladder, Ye Qingyun sweats like a raging stream, and a row of fine sweat beads has appeared on his forehead.

As you walk in, that breath becomes more intense.

Ye Qingyun felt dizzy. The next moment, he came to a vast place unconsciously.

There is a huge throne ahead.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun thought he had an illusion, rubbed his eyes and found that it was true, not an illusion.

There are dense words on the stone walls around...