The night was approaching its end. It was clearly just the end of winter, yet the blazing sun hung high in the sky.
The land was bathed in fiery red light, and the withered grass on the mountainsides was scorched by wildfires.
The golden crow spewed flames from the Nine Heavens, roasting the earth below until it was dry and hot.
Despite searching all night, there was still no result.
Not to mention that even the hidden yin spirit ghosts lurking in the damp earth of the mountain streams in these endless mountain ranges were all purified by the scorching brilliance of the sun. Under this terrifying, scorching heat, even young disciples with slightly lower realms gradually couldn't withstand it.
"Sect Master, the power of the Golden Crow Frightening Divine Array is too great. If this continues, I'm afraid most of the mountain's disciples will suffer injuries," the Chief Sword Jun He, standing beside Sword Master Yu, worriedly glanced at the sky.
