Across the river, deep purple flowers bloomed in abundance, and the sight of the red river and the purple sea of flowers provided a stark visual impact.
Seeing such a scene, Feng Yueya asked in shock, "Yun Shangyuan, is this fire real or fake?"
"Real," Yun Shangyuan's expression became more solemn.
Crossing such a river would be extremely difficult.
"Then, can't we get across?" Feng Yueya asked with concern.
Yun Shangyuan smiled faintly, his voice filled with confidence, "No, I'll use my Spiritual Power to protect you across. I won't let anything happen to you."
Feng Yueya's face immediately fell, "You still want to use your Spiritual Power?"
She looked at him askance, her expression a mix of reproof and anger.
Yun Shangyuan knew she was concerned about him, his smile growing broader, "Don't worry, it won't take much Spiritual Power."
"Yes, it never takes much. And now look at you, you're all translucent!" Feng Yueya became angry, raising her voice at him.
