"Boom!"
The sky shifted dramatically, dark clouds gathered, and a thunderbolt exploded!
The chaotic sky was instantly illuminated by a fiery red color, with clouds appearing to burn and purple lightning flashing through.
Terrifying!
Unbelievably terrifying!
Lin Fan and the Divine Phoenix had never witnessed such a spectacle before. The usually tranquil Mystic Iron Mountain had transformed into this chaotic scene before their eyes.
They never expected this.
"Lin Fan?!"
"It seems my hypothesis was correct; someone must have broken through the space barrier, allowing the Netherworld Ghost Fire to burn its way in," Lin Fan said, narrowing his eyes and frowning, his voice cold and solemn.
"Then... what should we do?" The Divine Phoenix asked in a panic. She had lived here for so long and considered this place her home, a world shared with Lin Fan.
Her happiest moments were when Lin Fan appeared here, always rejoicing like a child.
But now.
