The space distorted around him before An Lin found himself on a crimson continent.
The white spatial gate slowly shrank behind him, before completely disappearing.
There were crimson clouds in the sky as far as the eye could see, with the occasional plume of scorching flames blasting through the clouds, or exploding in the air, or falling down to the ground like a meteor shower bearing its fangs to the world.
The temperatures were extremely high here and heat waves rippled throughout the crimson continent, making the air itself shimmer and warp. If a Dao Body Stage cultivator was to appear here, they probably wouldn't even be able to last fifteen minutes.
"Looks like Ji Yongfang, Shangguan Yi, and Yang Yuan have already set off to look for projections of the Vermillion Bird Flame Wing." Mo Hai stood beside An Lin and observed with a smile.
