The dimensional rift spread rapidly. The space around it crumbled, revealing emptiness behind it.
An Lan, Cao Hongtu, and all the others noticed the abnormality of the dimensional rift. Their expressions changed.
"Damn it, the Flaming River World is about to collapse," Sinclamon exclaimed in shock. He realized what was happening.
"Collpase in advance!" Wang Teng stared at the scenes around him and felt that Sinclamon's guess was right.
"If the Flaming River World collapses in advance, we won't have a chance to get the legacy," Cao Hongtu said in a low voice.
"The legacy!" Sinclamon's expression turned somber. This was the reason why he came here.
He didn't manage to snatch the divine flame. If he lost the legacy, he would have to go back empty-handed. It was exasperating.
Wang Teng continued staring at the dimensional rift. Suddenly, he squinted. There were attribute bubbles being born.