The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit was enraged, spewing fire all around the main hall, constantly roaring.
Meng Kui labored hard to suppress it, not daring to take a single step beyond the boundary.
The Red Flame Demon Beasts were not repelled, with numerous waves continuously attacking the Immortal Palace.
In an instant, the battle atop the mountain became complicated, making it increasingly difficult for Meng Kui to manage, enduring great hardship.
But there was no choice.
After all, he was the current City Lord of Fire Persimmon Immortal City.
Ensuring the Magma Fairy Palace was secure was his duty.
He had to bear it.
In the trial chambers, however, everything was tranquil.
Ning Zhuo looked at Sun Lingtong's soul and tilted his wooden head: "Does this count as a success?"
On one hand, Sun Lingtong's soul was indeed drawn in.
But on the other hand, one could argue it was not a success.
