Bab 948: Emperor Trisilk

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Ji Ning and the rest of the five all immediately teleported closer towards that fiery-red mountain.

The entire place was filled with blazing streams of energy, but they weren't nearly as dangerous to Ning and the others as the spatial tempests around the Mortal Realm had been. Despite the harsh environment, Ning and the others were actually able to engage in spatial teleportation here.

"Am I seeing this? Is this actually an entire mountain of darkspace flamestone?" Prince Greatjoy raised his head to stare at the towering mountain, unable to maintain his usual calm. A stunned look was on his face. "Am I asleep? Am I dreaming…?"

"An entire freaking mountain? Completely comprised of darkspace flamestone?" Solewind was dazed as well.