Striving of the Old Warriors

Right across the arch was the place where the fire drake rested.

No trace of the fire drake could be seen, only a vast sea of fiery desert. Even the temperature went extremely low, to the point where Han’s breath turned white as it left his mouth.

That was weird, the temperature was boiling hot all along the way. They needed to rely on the protection from the combat suit to keep themselves from burning, how come the temperature dropped this much once they arrived there?

When Han was scratching his head, Big Mountain suddenly pointed at the far end of the red desert and said, “Look, there is a white flower blooming in the middle of the desert.”

Han looked into the direction pointed by Big Mountain. There really was a pretty little flower right in the middle of the red desert. It was white in color, with six petals.

Except for that white flower, the huge underground desert was empty.

“Eye of Darkness!”