Unlike the time when he and Yue Hongling fell into the Black Tortoise Secret Realm and landed on a soft bed of jelly, he and Huangfu Qing were not as lucky.0

However, they at least did not land in lava or magma. They were, after all, no longer at the volcano but in an independent space.0

Below them was charred and scorched soil.0

They both crashed into the dirt and rolled around in it for good measure. They then got up and looked around in astonishment.0

Although this space had neither sun nor moon, it was not dark. A quiet flame, about half the height of a person, burned a short distance away. It had endured through the ages in this isolated space, never extinguishing.0

Zhao Changhe felt as if Newton and his peers would be turning in their graves if they got word of this flame.0

I knew that this world was essentially a world of fantasy compared to Earth, but I never really saw anything too out of the world before. Just how in the world has this flame been burning all this time? Where is it getting fuel? And how is the air here being maintained?5

But at this moment, he had no mind to ponder such questions, nor the strength to approach and inspect the...0