บท 297: The Broken World

"Boom!"

As Yi Yun approached the bronze door, the door opened with a rumble!

Suddenly, a forceful presence that seemed to contain the universe's great Dao origins surged forward.

At the same time, a seven-colored whirlpool was forming in the pure Yang burning hell, sucking the seven-colored radiance towards the large door!

Bathed in this surging energy, Yi Yun did not hesitate and quickly rushed into the bronze doorway.

Not far away, the Golden Crow species, who was battling the pure Yang spirit, was alarmed by the bronze door.

It looked in disbelief at the scene in front of its eyes. It had stayed in the burning hell for tens of thousands of years, and it never knew that there was such a door in the deep ends of the burning hell!

In the split second the Golden Crow species was slightly distracted, the pure Yang spirit's attack burnt a large patch of its feathers.

The Golden Crow species let out an alarming scream as it retreated.