Crossing to Douqi Continent and walking sideways

After Xiao Muchen was thrown into the purple fire space by the powerful force, he instantly felt as if he was in a fiery purgatory. The rich purple flames surrounded him tightly like surging waves, and the temperature around him was so high that it seemed to be able to melt steel into juice in an instant.

As soon as he stabilized his body and had no time to observe the surrounding environment, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar and dangerous mysterious space. The flames around him kept jumping and transformed into various strange and frightening shapes. Some looked like giant beasts with bared fangs and claws, and some looked like eerie ghosts, as if mercilessly mocking his rash intrusion.

Xiao Muchen took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart which was beating rapidly due to nervousness. He knew that in such an extremely dangerous environment, even the slightest panic could become a fatal factor leading to his death.

Before he could fully adapt to the suffocating heat and strange atmosphere, a brilliant and blurry flaming illusion suddenly unfolded in front of him like a curtain. In the illusion, he saw the scene that he feared the most in his heart - the sect was brutally destroyed by the enemy in a sea of smoke and fire, the pavilions and towers that he was familiar with on weekdays turned into ruins, and relatives and friends fell in a pool of blood one by one, and the cries of pain and the hideous laughter of the enemy were intertwined.

Xiao Muchen's heart was shaken, and fear and anger surged in his heart. However, in just a moment, he woke up with the firm will cultivated by years of practice, and realized that this was just an illusion trying to confuse him. He clenched his teeth tightly, veins on his forehead bulged, and forced himself to concentrate, using all his strength to break through this carefully woven illusion.

However, the cruel test did not end there. Immediately afterwards, a group of strange creatures formed by pure flames rushed towards him like a tide. These creatures had different shapes. Some were like ferocious beasts with huge bodies and sharp fangs, and every step made the ground tremble slightly; some were like nimble birds with flaming wings, drawing hot tracks in the air. They were burning with raging fire and emitting suffocating high temperatures. It seemed that if you approached them, you would be burned to ashes in an instant.

Xiao Muchen did not dare to be careless, his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle. The long sword in his hand flashed a cold light under the reflection of the purple flame, and he did not hesitate to use his most powerful fighting skills. Each attack was accompanied by a powerful fluctuation of fighting spirit, sweeping towards the flame creature like a surging wave. When the sword collided with the flame creature, it instantly aroused a piece of brilliant sparks, illuminating the entire dark space.

But these fire creatures seemed endless, surging in wave after wave, with no sign of stopping. Xiao Muchen's physical strength was gradually consumed in this fierce and long-lasting battle, and sweat slid down his forehead and back like rain, but before it hit the ground, it was instantly evaporated by the high temperature, leaving only traces of white steam.

At this time, the temperature around him was rising, and Xiao Muchen felt that he was about to collapse. He decided to use his two kinds of strange fire, the Netherworld Poison Fire and the Wind and Thunder Rage Flame.

Xiao Muchen's mind moved, and the Netherworld Poison Fire rose from his palm. The dark green flame carried a strange aura. As the Netherworld Poison Fire appeared, the surrounding purple flames seemed to be suppressed, and the amplitude of the jumps slightly decreased. Xiao Muchen then summoned the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame. The blue and purple flames intertwined with lightning power, crackling.

He controlled the two kinds of fire to form a protective barrier around himself. The toxicity and unique properties of the Netherworld Poison Fire caused the approaching purple flames to be corroded; the lightning power in the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame erupted from time to time, repelling the high-temperature air currents that wanted to break through the defense line.

With the help of the two kinds of strange fire, Xiao Muchen's pressure was relieved a lot, but he did not dare to relax at all. Because he knew that the consumption of strange fire was also huge. If he could not find a solution as soon as possible, once the power of the strange fire was exhausted, the situation would become more critical.

After a fierce battle and extremely careful observation, Xiao Muchen finally discovered that these seemingly powerful and invulnerable flame creatures were not without weaknesses. The flames in their core parts were dimmer than other places. Although this difference was extremely subtle, it was still visible under Xiao Muchen's keen eyes.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing and fighting spirit, and concentrated all his strength on the long sword in his hand. Seeing the right moment, Xiao Muchen launched a swift and precise attack on the core of a flame creature. However, the first attempt was not successful. The flame creature flexibly avoided his fatal blow and took the opportunity to launch a more violent counterattack.

Xiao Muchen was pushed back several steps, his clothes were burned by the flames, and his skin was burned, but the determination in his eyes did not diminish at all. He adjusted his posture again and re-entered the battle, attacking the core of the flame creature again and again.

Tried again and again, failed again and again, and every setback brought Xiao Muchen closer to the edge of success. Finally, with his tireless persistence and unyielding efforts, he successfully hit the core of a fire creature. The creature instantly turned into a ball of brilliant flames and dissipated into the air.

With this hard-won breakthrough, Xiao Muchen's confidence increased greatly. He fought more and more bravely, and the long sword in his hand was like a flash of lightning, moving freely among the swarm of fire creatures and accurately hitting the core parts one after another.

But just when he thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, the temperature in the space suddenly rose sharply, as if the whole world was put into a huge furnace. The already violent purple flames became even more violent, as if they had their own consciousness, and rushed towards Xiao Muchen frantically.

Xiao Muchen used all his strength to activate the Netherworld Poison Fire and Wind and Thunder Rage Flame to fight against the surging high temperature. Under his control, the two kinds of fire did their best to resist the invasion of the purple flame, but Xiao Muchen could feel that the power of the fire was also rapidly consumed.

"I must hold on!" Xiao Muchen shouted in his heart. His eyes were bloodshot due to the heat and exhaustion, but his firm will was still burning in his eyes. He held the long sword tightly in his hand. Although the hilt was so hot that he could hardly hold it, he persisted with his tenacious will.

Xiao Muchen mobilized the last bit of fighting spirit in his body and gathered it around his body, forming a thin protective film to try to resist the almost unbearable high temperature. His steps began to become heavy, but each step was unwavering. He continued to move forward in this harsh environment, looking for a possible way out and hope of survival.