Flames

This scene was very strange.

The flames spread like a river across the flat land, forming an arc that trapped the few of them. However, these flames were only as thick as an adult's arm, and they were sealed under the mountain rock.

Perhaps it was because the layer of rocks was very thin and had a special texture, but after being roasted by the dark-blue flames, it was almost transparent.

Everyone could clearly see the dancing flames below. At a glance, it looked like a small ditch burning with flames, covered and suppressed by transparent jade slabs.

"Lord Mo Lin!" Seeing their arrival, the few people trapped in the fire revealed excited expressions.

Only then did Chu Liuyue realize that their faces were abnormally red and that something was wrong. Moreover, there was a faint hint of pain between their eyebrows.

It was as if they were suffering pain.

Her eyes swept down again.