On a lonely island.
ShiYan was sitting indifferently, looking toward the east with empty eyes and a dark face.
After a while, he stretched his hand caressing the Blood Vein Ring, triggered his mind to send a message to the Ice Cold Flame and the Earth Flame, "I will try to communicate with the Ring Spirit later, asking it to free you. From now on, our fate is over."
The Ice Cold Flame kept silent, didn’t respond to him.
The Earth Flame seemed to have just woken up from some peculiar world. After having received ShiYan’s message, it was puzzled and hurriedly sent him a message to inquire for more details.
As ShiYan knew he didn’t have too much time, he briefly explained the Ten Thousand Year Earth Flame the current desperate situation.
The Ten Thousand Year Earth Flame didn’t have any reactions as if it was digesting his explanation.
Shi Yan’s Blood Vein Ring was sparkling as the two living forms inside it seemed to be calculating something.
