"Ah… it hurts so much, True Monarch, I'm going to die, please let me out, True Monarch."
"We don't want the opportunity anymore, we just want to survive."
The cries of agony were loud; everyone was shouting to be let out.
Among them, old Li was the most conspicuous.
Because his realm was the weakest, he endured the greatest pain.
He rolled on the ground begging for mercy, wanting to be let out.
If he was arrogant before, now he's equally as embarrassed.
No matter how they wailed, begged for mercy, or wanted out,
Fire Sun True Monarch hadn't appeared at all.
They weren't let out, continually rolling in the fire and enduring the pain.
Chen Yang's mood was heavy; he hadn't any leisure to pay them mind, focusing wholeheartedly on frantically harnessing spiritual energy to resist the intense heat.
Initially, he was worried that if the temperature continued to rise, he wouldn't be able to withstand it either.
