While the Spiritual Treasure sect was being baptized by unending, bloody battles, Nie Tian and his party were quietly sitting down at the peak of the stone mountain, waiting.

They had already used spirit stones to recover the spirit energy that they had lost earlier. Currently, they were gazing off in the direction of the Spiritual Treasure sect, unsure of what to do next.

The low-lying ground around the mountain had already been turned into a sea of boiling lava, and many mountains had collapsed.

Unless they could grow wings, there was no possibility that they could leave the Scarlet Flame Mountain Range, which had already turned into a purgatory of smoldering lava.

Fortunately, because of the food deficiency incident that they had endured in the Green Illusion dimension, Jiang Lingzhu and Pan Tao had both picked up the habit of storing large amounts of dried meat in their bracelets of holding. Therefore, no one was worried about food.

Time flew. The day passed and night descended.

When the cold crescent moon once again rose into the night sky, the entire Scarlet Flame Mountain Range had already...