"Okay!"
Zhou Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Then let's keep moving!"
Actually, he was alright, not feeling anything too exaggerated.
And the Fiery Ding, which had always been in the sea of consciousness space, became incredibly excited upon sensing the scorching breath.
"Young man, don't boast too much and bite off more than you can chew!"
"The temperature ahead is over a thousand degrees. If you can really get in there, I'll bow down to you with three kneels and nine kowtows!"
Qiu Daosheng's face turned an ashen hue. He just couldn't swallow his pride.
He was the first to arrive, only to be stopped here, watching helplessly as three people from Yan Family moved forward.
After all, they had Innate Fire Spirit Roots, which gave them a natural affinity with fire.
But what gave Zhou Yuan the right to speak so boldly?