It was an isolated, suspended rocky island filled with an ancient aura and desolate ruins that revealed the great wars it had experienced.
Tap, tap...
Soft footsteps sounded, and a figure appeared from the side of the rocky island. As the figure appeared, the temperature between the heavens and earth was suddenly blazing hot. The sky turned a dark red color where the figure passed, and even the rocks were melted into magma. Such a destructive power was chilling.
From a distance, the man's hair looked like a blazing flame. He stood on a solitary peak and looked around. Suddenly, he gave a light sigh, turned his head, and looked back into the distance. He saw a golden column of light rising above the great array of the Ancient Celestial Palace.
He was no stranger to that beam, for he had possessed it before.
