Published: February 26, 2025
That woman, with a solemn expression, said, "From now on, do not be enemies with Tan Yun anymore. I have a constant feeling that this..."
“It’s very likely that Tan Holy Son will kill everyone who tries to deal with him!”
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Above the entrance to the Ancient Fire Abyss, Tan Yun stood in mid-air. His white hair danced in the wind, obscuring his eyes but failing to hide the murderous intent within them. “Huyan Yingfeng, you have killed my hundreds of billions of divine soldier subordinates. I must make you suffer a thousand cuts!”
“Whoosh!”
Tan Yun leaped down into the abyss, descending rapidly for about a hundred thousand celestial li before reaching the bottom of the abyss.
“Whoosh—”
Upon entering the depths of the Ancient Fire Abyss, Tan Yun found himself in a sea of flames. For others, once they entered the entrance, they would need to enhance their protective light barrier; however, Tan Yun did not need to.
He looked around and found that three sides were red-hot rock walls engulfed in flames, and directly in front of him was a massive passageway filled with rolling flames.
The passageway was several million zhang high and over ten million zhang wide. Besides this one road leading deeper, there was no other path.
Tan Yun soared into the air and flew forward, swiftly weaving through the sea of fire.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Tan Yun had been flying for an entire month, yet the passageway ahead remained filled with roaring flames.
Along the way, Tan Yun clearly saw scattered ashes within the passageway. He understood that many people had died for some reason within the passage.
“The flames inside the passageway aren't intense enough to burn these people to death. It seems that a battle must have occurred here.”
“What could have caused them to fight so fiercely?”
“Was it for killing and treasure, or something else?”
With these confusions, Tan Yun released his divine consciousness, comparable to the second layer of the ancestral sage realm, and continued to fly forward.
Soon, Tan Yun had flown for a full three years, and the flaming passageway still stretched endlessly before him.
However, the passageway gradually became wider.
“I’ve been flying for so long without reaching the end; just how deep is this Ancient Fire Abyss?”
As Tan Yun pondered, a surprised voice suddenly came from the left, “Tan Holy Son!”
Tan Yun paused in mid-air and turned his head to see three male disciples from the Four Arts Star Domain, who had attained great perfection in the ancestral emperor realm, flying out from the rock wall.
“It really is Tan Holy Son! You’re safe; that’s wonderful!”
The three were quite excited to see Tan Yun. They introduced themselves, and Tan Yun learned their names: Li Chen, Gao Yue, and Guan Hao.
“Why are you three hiding here?” Tan Yun asked.
“Tan Holy Son, please come with us,” Li Chen said respectfully, and the three took Tan Yun into the rock wall.
Once inside the rock wall, Tan Yun saw that there was a universe within. The cave dwelling was home to at least five thousand core disciples of the Four Arts Star Domain.
“Greetings, Tan Holy Son!”
“Greetings, Tan Holy Son…”
Everyone bowed to Tan Yun, their expressions respectful.
“No need for such formalities, senior brothers and sisters,” Tan Yun said, furrowing his brows. “Could it be that you’re hiding here because the disciples from the Beast Clan Star Domain and the Human Race Star Domain are trying to deal with you?”
“No,” Li Chen replied. “Tan Holy Son, although the disciples from the Beast Clan Star Domain and the Human Race Star Domain did ask us if we had seen you, they did not trouble us.”
Upon hearing this, Tan Yun felt a sense of relief. He feared that the disciples from the Human Race Star Domain and the Beast Clan Star Domain might give trouble to his fellow disciples from the Four Arts Star Domain because of him.
Tan Yun was puzzled, “Then why are you hiding here?”