The scorching flames burst from beneath the ground, surging toward Lin Fang. The terrifying temperature, even without reaching his side, made Lin Fang feel extremely uncomfortable.
As the flames wrapped around his body, Lin Fang instantly felt an immense surge of pain. He prided himself on his body refinement, yet he hadn't expected to still experience such pain when facing these flames.
This made him realize that reaching the depths of Flame Mountain would not be an easy task.
"Don't rush, take it slow!" Lin Fang looked at the distant mountain engulfed in billowing flames, eyes brimming with a fighting spirit. If he couldn't bear this level of pain, how could he stand his ground in the Three Realms or contend with the mighty Buddhist Sect?
Enduring the pain ravaging his body, Lin Fang continuously circulated his mana to temper himself. He finally understood what Sun Wukong must have felt in the Bagua Furnace; this sensation was incredibly intense.
