The power of the magnetic gold mountain was beyond Jiang Chen's expectations. As the golden hill crashed down, the billowing sands were subdued and the sand dragons helplessly dissipated into nothingness. The scene suddenly changed before Jiang Chen's eyes.
The rolling yellow sands disappeared and were replaced by a sea of fire. Billowing thick smoke ascended into the sky, and all around was bubbling magma that occasionally spawned horrifying flame dragons. As birds flew overheard, some of them were swallowed up by the flame dragons, turning into lumps of charcoal and tragically falling into the rolling magma. Jiang Chen found that he had actually been surrounded by magma.
Boom! Boom!
