me, Tang Wulin's eyes were filled with cold intent. In his heart, a boundless killing intent was rising. 。Wielding a golden dragon spear, he strode out. 。The jeweled tulip, its heart in tune with his,..."Lan Yin, what is this pattern on your hand" Gu Yue was held in Lan Yin's embrace when she happened to see the strange seven-colored lotus pattern on his back. 。"Eh" 。I forgot all about it. 。This seems to be… …A lotus-shaped flame, shimmering with seven colors, imprinted on the Abyssal Lord's chest in an instant. The moment it appeared, the Abyssal Lord let out a scream unlike anything ever heard before. 。That was a bone-deep burning sensation, not only scorching his body but also searing his very soul. 。This flame, where did it come from It came from the Fire Tribe. 。from that peculiar race claiming to belong to the world of Falanen be repaid in full with countless disasters. 。As a son of nature, a favored one by the realms, constantly interacting with the laws of the realms and continuously comprehending the profound mysteries...