She Wants to Save Her Father
A wave of swelteringly hot wind blew in Wu Jian’s face seconds before he emerged from the hallway. He blinked several times as sweat formed on his brow. Wiping the sweat, he glanced around.
Heat waves distorted the air everywhere he looked, and the entire space was cast in a reddish glow. That was because of the magma lake in front of him. He couldn’t figure out how big it was, but he could see the other side, though he had no idea how to reach it.
Several people were already present. Most of them were sitting cross-legged on the ground as they meditated, but quite a few were just standing around with their arms crossed. He spotted Shā Ying Yue and the vice commander of her mercenary group. Huǒ Pànguó was also there, though he was meditating like so many others.
Wu Jian didn’t see his comrades anywhere, so he went up to one of the people just standing around and decided to get some intel.
“Excuse me, what is this place?” he asked a man with spiky black hair.