Chapter 217: Eternally Imprinted in a Woman’s Heart

The terrifying battle that had filled people’s hearts with dread had finally ended.

The terrifying great battle has finally come to an end.

The figure of the Phoenix, one of the Ten Great Fierce Beasts, has vanished, and the suffocating pressure that once enveloped the Flaming Hell has dissipated at this very moment.

Several streaks of rainbow light pierced through the void, and a group of figures descended gracefully.

These individuals were from the Xuanjian Pavilion.

They had just witnessed the scene, and it was impossible for them not to be shocked. The appearance of the Phoenix, one of the Ten Great Fierce Beasts, was already beyond belief, and the sudden vortex that appeared in the void left them utterly astounded.

That aura did not belong to the Eastern Spirit Continent, nor to any other realm, for its power was overwhelmingly immense, so much so that it left them without the slightest will to resist.

Xuan Yun, her brows furrowed deeply, gazed at the now calm Flaming Hell, her heart unable to settle for a long time.

As a senior elder of the Xuanjian Pavilion, her cultivation was at the peak of the Great Heaven Realm. While not the top in the Eastern Spirit Continent, it was still formidable. Yet, the oppressive force that had just appeared made her feel the breath of death.

It seemed that if the pressure from the mysterious vortex had intended to kill her, it would have been a matter of a single breath.

She must report this to her sect. This was the first time such an event had occurred in the history of the Eastern Spirit Continent.

A mysterious force, one that did not belong to the Eastern Spirit Continent, had appeared, and it had manifested in the Flaming Hell. Perhaps its purpose was related to the ancient fierce beast.

At this moment, a sudden sound emerged from the tranquil Flaming Hell.

Xuan Yun’s expression changed, and she became alert to her surroundings. However, when she saw the figure ahead, her face lit up with joy.

“Yun Xian, are you alright?” Xuan Yun hurried forward.

The disciples around her also showed a hint of relief on their faces. They had initially feared that Yun Xian might have perished here.

Xuan Yun Xian’s expression was somewhat numb, as if she had suffered a significant blow. Her slightly dazed eyes scanned the surroundings, as if searching for something.

But gradually… a look of disappointment appeared on Xuan Yun Xian’s face.

“I’m fine,” Xuan Yun Xian shook her head.

At this moment, Xuan Yun Xian’s mind was filled with the final scene she had witnessed.

The face of that man and the last words he had spoken.

When the river of flames poured over that man, Xuan Yun Xian’s heart tightened. And when she saw the man use his last ounce of strength to block the cave with a massive rock, she felt a suffocating sensation in her heart.

She had never imagined she would experience such feelings.

“Yun Xian, it’s good that you’re unharmed. This place is too eerie; let’s leave quickly,” Xuan Yun noticed that Yun Xian’s expression was off and assumed it was due to the shock of what had just transpired.

At this moment, not just Yun Xian, but even she herself was still shaken.

Xuan Yun Xian glanced at the surroundings, a flicker of emotion in her eyes, and finally nodded. Her stunning face couldn’t help but show a trace of sorrow.

At the mountainside.

The Desert Fourteen Bandits had been captured by Lei Hengfeng and his group. When the events in the Flaming Hell occurred, Lei Hengfeng and his men had followed closely and happened upon the Desert Fourteen Bandits. Lei Hengfeng, who harbored deep hatred for these fourteen individuals, used his absolute strength to crush them on the spot.

Now, the Desert Fourteen Bandits hung their heads, kneeling on the ground, their faces filled with misery.

Their leader was missing, and they had been subdued by others. Judging by the looks of their captors, it seemed they would not be spared.

“What are you doing here?” Xuan Yun, who was passing by, asked.

“Elder Xuan, these are the ones who ambushed us, and their leader is the culprit who harmed Brother Liu,” Lei Hengfeng explained.

Xuan Yun looked at the Desert Fourteen Bandits, her brows slightly furrowed. “Their malice is too heavy. Execute them to prevent further harm to the world.”

“Yes,” Lei Hengfeng nodded, but just as he was about to act, Xuan Yun Xian spoke up.

“Let them go,” Xuan Yun Xian said calmly.

Lei Hengfeng was momentarily stunned. “This…”

Xuan Yun Xian let out a slight hum, her expression showing displeasure.

Lei Hengfeng was greatly alarmed and quickly said, “Yes.”

However, Lei Hengfeng couldn’t understand why Elder Yun Xian wanted to spare these individuals.

“Your leader is already dead. All of you, leave now,” Xuan Yun Xian said. She could see that these Desert Fourteen Bandits were filled with malice, and likely had many lives on their hands. But their leader had sacrificed himself to save her, and now this was all she could do.

“What…?” Sha Dulong was incredulous, but he could see that the other party was not deceiving them. Finally, Sha Dulong sighed and nodded to his brothers, leaving the place.

“Yun Xian, why did you do that?” Xuan Yun asked, puzzled.

“Sister, in the Flaming Hell, if it weren’t for their leader, I might have died,” Xuan Yun Xian said quietly, but her eyes continued to flicker with an unusual light.

Xuan Yun looked at Yun Xian and ultimately did not press further.

At this moment, within the river of flames, Lin Fan ignored the scorching heat and continued to dive deeper. He hadn’t expected the “Indestructible Demon Body” to be so powerful. Could it be that it was impervious to both water and fire?

The river of flames washing over his body only turned into wisps of experience. Although the experience gained wasn’t much, in Lin Fan’s eyes, it was still a good place to level up.

The Heaven and Earth Furnace—Lin Fan had thought about it, but it was truly unbearable. Leveling up in the Heaven and Earth Furnace was akin to the pain of castration. That kind of pain was something Lin Fan didn’t want to experience unless it was a matter of life and death.

But here in the river of flames, it was so comfortable, like soaking in a hot spring.

Lin Fan’s physical body was already incredibly strong, and for a typical Great Heaven Realm martial artist, diving into this river of flames wouldn’t be a problem, but it required an immense amount of true essence to sustain.

After all, a physique as monstrous as Lin Fan’s was exceptionally rare.

At this moment, Lin Fan noticed a red light flickering below, as if something was lying quietly there.

Lin Fan felt a slight surge of joy and immediately mustered all his strength, swimming desperately downward.

The purpose of coming to the Flaming Hell was to search for the treasures marked on the “Seven Sacred Treasure Map.” The Flaming Hell was vast, and the map didn’t mark any specific coordinates.

It seemed he would have to stay in the Flaming Hell for a while.

The movement of that giant hand earlier clearly aimed to grab something within this river. Although it was stopped by the Phoenix, there must be a treasure below.

As Lin Fan continued to descend, he suddenly realized that the river of flames seemed to be cut off by something. Caught off guard, Lin Fan’s body fell heavily to the bottom.

Lin Fan looked up and saw a light barrier above, blocking the river of flames. The surging river flowed over the barrier, but not a single drop fell through.

Marvelous, truly marvelous.

Lin Fan carefully observed his surroundings. This place felt like solid ground, without a hint of oppression.

Seeing that he was naked, Lin Fan took out a set of clothes from his backpack, changed into them, and then continued forward, exploring this mysterious place.

Several streaks of light pierced through the void as a group of figures descended gracefully.

These people were from the Xuanjian Sect.

The terrifying great battle has come to an end.

The figure of the Phoenix, one of the Ten Great Fierce Beasts, has vanished, and the suffocating pressure that once enveloped the Flaming Hell has dissipated at this moment.

Several streaks of light cut through the void, and a group of figures descended gracefully.

These individuals were from the Xuanjian Pavilion.

They had all witnessed the scene just now, and it was impossible for them not to be shocked. The appearance of the Phoenix, one of the Ten Great Fierce Beasts, was already beyond belief, and the sudden vortex that appeared in the void left them utterly astonished.

That aura did not belong to the Eastern Spirit Continent, nor to any other realm, for its power was overwhelmingly immense, leaving them with no will to resist.

Xuan Yun frowned deeply as she gazed at the now calm Flaming Hell, her heart unable to settle for a long time.

She was a elder of the Xuanjian Pavilion, a high-level cultivator at the Great Heaven Realm. Although her cultivation was not at the pinnacle in the Eastern Spirit Continent, it was still formidable. Yet, the pressure that had just appeared made her feel the breath of death.

It seemed that if the pressure from the mysterious vortex had intended to kill her, it would have been a matter of a single breath.

She must report this to her sect, for this was the first time such an event had occurred in the history of the Eastern Spirit Continent.

A mysterious force that did not belong to the Eastern Spirit Continent had appeared, and it had emerged in the Flaming Hell. Perhaps its purpose was related to the ancient fierce beast.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from the calm Flaming Hell.

Xuan Yun’s expression changed, and she became alert to her surroundings. However, when she saw the figure ahead, her face lit up with joy.

“Yun Xian, are you alright?” Xuan Yun hurried forward.

The surrounding disciples also showed a hint of a smile on their faces. They had initially thought that Yun Xian might have perished here.

Xuan Yun Xian’s expression was somewhat numb, as if she had suffered a great blow. Her slightly bewildered eyes scanned the surroundings, as if searching for something.

But gradually… a look of disappointment appeared on Xuan Yun Xian’s face.

“I’m fine,” Xuan Yun Xian shook her head.

Xuan Yun Xian’s mind was filled with the last image she had seen.

The face of that man, and the last words he had spoken.

When the river of flames poured over that man, Xuan Yun Xian’s heart tightened. And when she saw the man use his last strength to block the cave with a boulder, she felt a suffocating sensation.

She had never imagined she would feel this way.

“Yun Xian, it’s good that you’re alright. This place is too eerie; let’s leave quickly,” Xuan Yun noticed that Yun Xian’s expression was off and thought she must have been shocked by what had just happened.

At this moment, not only Yun Xian, but even she herself was still shaken.

Xuan Yun Xian glanced around, a flicker of emotion in her eyes, and finally nodded. Her stunning face couldn’t help but show a trace of sorrow.

At the mountainside.

The Desert Fourteen Bandits had been captured by Lei Hengfeng and his group. When the incident in the Flaming Hell occurred, Lei Hengfeng and his team had followed closely and happened to encounter the Desert Fourteen Bandits. Lei Hengfeng naturally harbored hatred for these fourteen individuals and, with absolute strength, subdued them on the spot.

Now, the Desert Fourteen Bandits hung their heads, kneeling on the ground with bitter expressions.

Their leader was missing, and they had been subdued by others. Judging by the looks of their captors, it seemed they would not be spared.

“What are you doing?” Xuan Yun, who was passing by, asked.

“Elder Xuan, these are the people who ambushed us, and their leader is the one who harmed Brother Liu,” Lei Hengfeng said.

Xuan Yun looked at the Desert Fourteen Bandits and frowned slightly. “Their malice is too heavy. Kill them to prevent them from harming the world.”

“Yes,” Lei Hengfeng nodded, but just as he was about to act, Xuan Yun Xian spoke.

“Let them go,” Xuan Yun Xian said calmly.

Lei Hengfeng was slightly stunned. “This…”

Xuan Yun Xian let out a soft hum, her expression showing displeasure.

Lei Hengfeng was greatly alarmed and quickly said, “Yes.”

However, Lei Hengfeng didn’t understand why Elder Yun Xian wanted to let these people go.

“Your leader is already dead. Go your separate ways,” Xuan Yun Xian said. She could see that these Desert Fourteen Bandits were filled with malice, and it was likely that they had killed many people. But their leader had sacrificed himself to save her, and now this was all she could do.

“What…?” Sha Dulong was incredulous, but he could see that the other party was not deceiving them. Finally, he sighed and nodded to his brothers, leaving the place.

“Yun Xian, why did you do that?” Xuan Yun asked, puzzled.

“Sister, in the Flaming Hell, if it weren’t for their leader, I would have died,” Xuan Yun Xian said quietly, but a strange light continued to flicker in her eyes.

Xuan Yun looked at Yun Xian and ultimately didn’t ask further.

At this moment, within the river of flames, Lin Fan ignored the flames and continued to dive deeper. He hadn’t expected the “Indestructible Demon Body” to be so powerful. Could it be that it was impervious to both water and fire?

The river of flames washed over his body, turning into wisps of experience. Although the experience gained wasn’t much, in Lin Fan’s eyes, this was still a good place to level up.

He had thought about the Heaven and Earth Furnace, but it was truly unbearable. Leveling up in the Heaven and Earth Furnace was akin to the pain of castration, and Lin Fan really didn’t want to try it unless it was a matter of life and death.

But here in the river of flames, it was as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

Lin Fan’s physical body was already quite strong, and for a typical Great Heaven Realm martial artist, diving into this river of flames wouldn’t be a problem, but it would require a vast amount of true essence to sustain it.

After all, a physical body as monstrous as Lin Fan’s was exceptionally rare.

At this moment, Lin Fan saw a red light flickering below, as if something was lying quietly there.

Lin Fan felt a slight sense of joy and immediately mustered all his strength, swimming desperately downward.

The purpose of coming to the Flaming Hell was to find the treasures marked on the “Seven Sacred Treasure Map.” The Flaming Hell was vast, and the map didn’t mark any coordinates.

It seemed he would have to stay in the Flaming Hell for a while.

The movement of that giant hand earlier was clearly aimed at something in this river. Although it was stopped by the Phoenix, there must be a treasure below.

As Lin Fan continued to dive, he suddenly noticed that the river of flames seemed to be cut off by something. Lin Fan, not paying attention, fell heavily to the bottom.

Lin Fan looked up and saw a light barrier above him, blocking the river of flames. The surging river of flames flowed over the barrier, but not a single drop fell through.

Marvelous, truly marvelous.

Lin Fan carefully observed his surroundings. This place felt like solid ground, without a hint of oppression.

Seeing that he was naked, Lin Fan took out a set of clothes from his backpack and changed into them. Then he continued forward, exploring this mysterious place.

The aura from that vortex did not belong to the Eastern Ling Continent, nor to any known faction, for its power had been overwhelming—so immense that they hadn’t felt the slightest urge to resist.

Xuan Yun furrowed her brows, gazing at the now tranquil Flame Hell, yet her heart remained restless.

As a senior elder of the Xuanjian Sect with cultivation at the peak of the Great Heaven Realm, her power was formidable, though not the strongest in the Eastern Ling Continent. Yet the pressure from just now had made her feel the breath of death itself.

It was as if the mysterious vortex had wanted to kill her—it could have done so in the blink of an eye.

She had to report this back to the sect immediately. This was the first time in the history of the Eastern Ling Continent that such an event had occurred.

The terrifying great battle has come to an end.

The figure of the Phoenix, one of the Ten Great Fierce Beasts, has vanished, and the suffocating pressure that enveloped the Flaming Hell has dissipated at this moment.

Several streaks of rainbow light pierced through the void, and a group of figures descended gracefully.

These individuals were from the Profound Sword Pavilion.

They had all witnessed the scene just now, and it was impossible for them not to be shocked. The appearance of the Phoenix, one of the Ten Great Fierce Beasts, was already beyond belief, and the sudden vortex in the void had left them utterly astonished.

That aura did not belong to the Eastern Spirit Continent, nor to any other realm, for its might was overwhelmingly powerful, leaving them without the slightest will to resist.

Xuan Yun furrowed her brows, gazing at the now calm Flaming Hell, her heart still unsettled.

As a elder of the Profound Sword Pavilion, her cultivation was at the high level of the Great Heaven Position. Although not the pinnacle in the Eastern Spirit Continent, it was still formidable. Yet, the pressure she had just felt had instilled in her a sense of impending death.

It seemed as though if the pressure from that mysterious vortex had intended to kill her, it could have done so in an instant.

She must report this to her sect, for it was the first time such an event had occurred in the history of the Eastern Spirit Continent.

A mysterious force, not belonging to the Eastern Spirit Continent, had appeared, and it had emerged in the Flaming Hell, perhaps with the ancient fierce beast as its target.

At this moment, a sound suddenly emanated from the calm Flaming Hell.

Xuan Yun’s expression changed, and she became alert to her surroundings. However, when she saw the figure ahead, her face lit up with joy.

“Yun Xian, are you alright?” Xuan Yun hurried forward.

The disciples around her also showed a hint of a smile, as they had initially thought Yun Xian might have perished here.

Xuan Yun Xian’s expression was somewhat numb, as if she had suffered a significant blow. Her slightly dazed eyes scanned the surroundings, as if searching for something.

But gradually… a look of disappointment appeared on Xuan Yun Xian’s face.

“I’m fine,” Xuan Yun Xian shook her head.

Xuan Yun Xian’s mind was filled with the last image she had seen.

The man’s face, and the last words he had spoken.

When the river of flames poured over the man, Xuan Yun Xian’s heart tightened, and when she saw the man use his last strength to block the cave with a boulder, she felt a suffocating sensation.

She had never imagined she would feel this way.

“Yun Xian, it’s good that you’re alright. This place is too eerie; let’s leave quickly,” Xuan Yun noticed something was off with Yun Xian’s expression and thought she must have been shocked by what had just happened.

At this moment, not just Yun Xian, but even she herself was still shaken.

Xuan Yun Xian glanced around, a flicker of emotion in her eyes, and finally nodded, a trace of sorrow appearing on her beautiful face.

At the mountainside.

The Desert Fourteen Bandits had been captured by Lei Hengfeng and his group. When the events in the Flaming Hell occurred, Lei Hengfeng and his companions had followed and coincidentally encountered the Desert Fourteen Bandits. Lei Hengfeng, who harbored deep hatred for these fourteen, had immediately subdued them with absolute strength.

Now, the Desert Fourteen Bandits hung their heads, kneeling on the ground, their faces filled with bitterness.

Their leader was missing, and they had been miserably subdued by their enemies, who seemed intent on leaving them no way out.

“What are you doing?” Xuan Yun asked as she passed by.

“Elder Xuan, these are the people who ambushed us, and their leader is the culprit who harmed Brother Liu,” Lei Hengfeng said.

Xuan Yun looked at the Desert Fourteen Bandits and frowned slightly, “Their malice is too strong; kill them to prevent them from harming the world.”

“Yes,” Lei Hengfeng nodded, but just as he was about to act, Xuan Yun Xian spoke.

“Let them go,” Xuan Yun Xian said calmly.

Lei Hengfeng was slightly taken aback, “This…”

Xuan Yun Xian let out a soft hum, her expression displeased.

Lei Hengfeng was greatly alarmed and quickly said, “Yes.”

However, Lei Hengfeng did not understand why Elder Yun Xian wanted to let these people go.

“Your leader is dead; all of you, leave,” Xuan Yun Xian said. She could see that these Desert Fourteen Bandits were filled with malice, and many had likely died at their hands. But their leader had sacrificed himself to save her, and now this was all she could do.

“What…?” Sha Dulong was incredulous, but he could see that the other party was not deceiving them. Finally, he sighed and nodded to his brothers, leaving the place.

“Yun Xian, why did you do that?” Xuan Yun asked, puzzled.

“Senior Sister, in the Flaming Hell, if it weren’t for their leader, I might have died,” Xuan Yun Xian said quietly, but a strange light continued to flicker in her eyes.

Xuan Yun looked at Yun Xian and ultimately did not ask further.

At this moment, within the river of flames, Lin Fan ignored the flames and continued to dive deeper. He had not expected the “Indestructible Demon Body” to be so powerful. Could it be impervious to water and fire?

The river of flames washing over his body only turned into wisps of experience. Although the experience gain was not substantial, Lin Fan considered it a good place to level up.

The Heaven and Earth Furnace was not something he hadn’t thought of, but it was truly unbearable. Leveling up in the Heaven and Earth Furnace was akin to the pain of castration, and Lin Fan really did not want to experience that unless it was a matter of life and death.

But here in the river of flames, it was as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

Lin Fan’s physical body was already quite strong, and the river of flames would not be a problem for a typical Great Heaven Position martial artist, but it required vast amounts of true essence to sustain.

After all, a physical body as monstrous as Lin Fan’s was exceptionally rare.

At this moment, Lin Fan saw a red light flickering below, as if something was lying quietly there.

Lin Fan felt a slight sense of joy and immediately mustered all his strength, swimming desperately downward.

The purpose of coming to the Flaming Hell was to find the treasures marked on the “Seven Sacred Treasures Map.” The Flaming Hell was vast, and the map did not mark any coordinates.

It seemed he would have to stay in the Flaming Hell for a while.

The action of that giant hand earlier was clearly aimed at the river, and although it was stopped by the Phoenix, there must be treasures below.

As Lin Fan continued to descend, he suddenly noticed that the river of flames seemed to be cut off by something. Lin Fan, not paying attention, fell heavily to the bottom.

Lin Fan looked up and saw a light barrier above, blocking the river of flames. The surging river of flames flowed over the barrier, but not a single drop fell through.

Marvelous, truly marvelous.

Lin Fan carefully observed his surroundings; it felt like solid ground, without a hint of oppression.

Seeing himself naked, Lin Fan took out a set of clothes from his backpack, changed, and then continued forward, exploring this mysterious place.

Just then, a sudden sound echoed from the previously calm Flame Hell.

Xuan Yun’s expression changed instantly, her gaze sharpening as she scanned the surroundings warily. Yet when she saw the figure ahead, her expression brightened.

“Yunxian, you’re alright?” Xuan Yun hurried forward.

The younger disciples around her also broke into faint smiles. At first, they had truly believed Yunxian might have perished here.

Xuan Yunxian’s expression was somewhat blank, as if she had suffered a great shock. Her slightly dazed eyes swept around, as if searching for something.

But gradually… a look of disappointment crept onto her face.

“I’m fine,” Xuan Yunxian shook her head softly.

At this moment, her mind was filled with the final image from moments ago—the face of that man and the last words he had spoken.

When the torrent of flames had poured over him, her heart had clenched painfully. And when she saw him using his last ounce of strength to block the cave entrance with a massive stone, her heart had felt as if it were suffocating.

She had never imagined she could feel this way.

“Yunxian, I’m glad you’re safe. This place is too strange—we should leave quickly,” Xuan Yun noticed the odd expression on Yunxian’s face and assumed it was due to the shock of what had just transpired.

At this moment, not only Yunxian but even she herself still felt lingering fear.

Xuan Yunxian glanced around, her eyes flickering with emotion, before finally nodding. Her exquisite face bore a faint trace of sorrow.

At the mid-mountain area.

The Fourteen Bandits of the Desert had been captured by Lei Hengfeng and his group. When the commotion in the Flame Hell had occurred, Lei Hengfeng and his companions had followed closely behind and had coincidentally encountered the Fourteen Bandits. Lei Hengfeng naturally held deep resentment toward them and immediately subdued them with overwhelming force.

Now, the Fourteen Bandits knelt on the ground with their heads lowered, their expressions filled with bitterness.

Their leader was missing, and they had been defeated and captured—judging from their captors’ expressions, they likely wouldn’t be spared.

“What are you doing?” Xuan Yun asked as she passed by.

“Senior Xuan, these are the ones who ambushed us. Their leader was the one who harmed Brother Liu,” Lei Hengfeng replied.

Xuan Yun looked at the Fourteen Bandits with a slight frown, “They carry too much malevolence—kill them to prevent them from bringing disaster to the world.”

“Understood,” Lei Hengfeng nodded, but just as he was about to act, Xuan Yunxian spoke up.

“Let them go,” she said calmly.

Lei Hengfeng hesitated slightly, “This…”

Xuan Yunxian gave a faint humph, her expression turning slightly displeased.

Lei Hengfeng was startled and quickly replied, “Yes.”

But he couldn’t understand why Yunxian would want to release this group of people.

“Your leader is already dead—go your separate ways now,” Xuan Yunxian said. She could tell that these Fourteen Bandits were indeed ruthless individuals, likely responsible for countless deaths. But their leader had sacrificed himself to save her, and this was the only thing she could do in return.

“What…?” Sha Dulong couldn’t believe his ears, but he could sense that she was not lying. Eventually, he sighed and nodded to his companions before leaving the area.

“Yunxian, why did you do that?” Xuan Yun asked in confusion.

“Senior sister, in the Flame Hell, if not for their leader, I would already be dead,” Xuan Yunxian replied softly, though her eyes continued to flicker with an unusual light.

Xuan Yun looked at Yunxian and finally chose not to ask further.

At this moment, deep within the torrent of the Flame River, Lin Fan ignored the scorching heat as he continued to dive deeper. He hadn’t expected the “Indestructible Demon Body” to be this powerful—was this what it meant to be impervious to fire and water?

The flames of the river washed over him, yet they only transformed into tiny streams of experience. Although the gains were not substantial, Lin Fan still considered this a great place to cultivate.

He had heard of the “Celestial Crucible” before, but it was something almost unbearable. Cultivating within it was like enduring castration—it was a pain he never wanted to experience unless his life depended on it.

But here, in the torrent of the Flame River, it was so comfortable, like soaking in a hot spring.

Lin Fan’s physical body was already incredibly strong. For ordinary cultivators at the Great Heaven Realm, diving into the Flame River would not be a problem, but it required immense spiritual energy to sustain oneself.

After all, a physique like Lin Fan’s was extremely rare.

At this moment, Lin Fan noticed a flickering red light below, as if something were quietly lying there.

A hint of joy flickered in Lin Fan’s heart. He quickly gathered his strength and swam downward with all his might.

His purpose for coming to the Flame Hell had been to search for treasures marked on the “Seven Saint Treasure Map.” The Flame Hell was vast, and the map had not provided any specific coordinates.

He would likely have to stay here for quite some time.

Earlier, that enormous hand had clearly been reaching toward the river, but was stopped by the Fenghuang. There must be a treasure hidden below.

As Lin Fan continued to descend, he suddenly noticed that the Flame River seemed to be blocked by something. Before he could react, his body plummeted downward.

Looking up, Lin Fan saw a glowing barrier cutting off the torrent of flames above. The raging river flowed endlessly across the barrier, not a single drop managing to pass through.

Incredible—truly incredible.

Lin Fan carefully examined his surroundings. It was as if he had landed on solid ground, with no sense of pressure at all.

Seeing that he was completely naked, Lin Fan took out a set of clothes from his bag and changed before continuing forward, exploring this mysterious place.