Magma Fairy Palace.
Ning Zhuo heard the voice of the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit.
"You... you are the Palace Spirit of the Magma Fairy Palace?" Ning Zhuo asked in surprise, and then inquired.
"Yes, yes, little master. You can call me Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit." The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit's voice was weak, and a simple sentence made it take several breaths.
Ning Zhuo frowned, asking again, "What happened to you? Are you hurt?"
The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit took the opportunity to deceive, "Yes, little master. My condition is closely linked to the Magma Fairy Palace. The palace is now heavily damaged, and my state has worsened accordingly."
"Especially recently, there was a Red Flame Demon Beast tide that attacked the palace. I had to activate the mechanical puppets to engage in battle, which worsened my already poor condition."
Ning Zhuo did not doubt it.
