Chapitre 1839: The Essence of Refining

The myriad divine flames trembled in unison!

As the divine flames quivered, all the flames on the high platforms surged upwards.

The entire square was engulfed in a towering inferno!

"Divine Flame Spirit!"

"A peerless genius has appeared!"

"This is a genius that only appears once in a million years!"

Figures descended around the high platforms, their eyes fixed on Han Muye ahead.

Each of these figures exuded a gravitas, with a smoky aura swirling around them.

Their arrival went unnoticed by any of the disciples undergoing the entrance trial below.

Even the trembling of the myriad divine flames was concealed, known only to the experts of the Liantian Sect.

At that moment, Han Muye felt immense joy in his heart.

His soul seemed to return to its nest, finding a warm and stable space where he could peacefully sleep.

"Is it the little Golden Crow? The power of the Golden Crow is so weak."