The flames turned into what looked like countless pieces of confetti, floating about everywhere.
Garen avoided the embers and looked at the huge blaze that just would not die down, frowning deeply.
The Soul Energy Aura was just in there, but he could not go in and deal with it. These flames burned at several thousand degrees, at least, and as he was right now, it was not quite possible for him to walk into the fire head-on to look for something.
"How troublesome."
He turned around and glanced at the distant sky, the helicopter Kong Xinxue rode on was flying toward him slowly. Clearly, it was here to pick him up.
"Well, the Soul Energy is so miniscule, so I bet nothing much will remain." Garen turned around and left quickly.
Soon, the helicopter left this little island once more.
Sitting in the helicopter, Garen lowered his head, looking at the island beneath him.
"How many more such islands are there?" he asked the black person.