Zhou Ying didn't dare to touch the flaming threads. Jade-green leaves emerged from her body. She stepped on them, twisting her body in mid-air and avoiding the golden fluid.

The golden fluid landed on the ground, which sizzled as golden flames erupted from the fluid and burned it through.

The ground of the world of blazing sun was highly heat-resistant, having been tempered by veins of lava underground. Even lava was unable to melt the ground—but that ground melted in an instant after being subjected to the spit of the golden bird.

Just how hot was that spit?

The golden bird flapped its wings and attacked...