บท 595: The Lore of Fire

The purple Nine Underworlds Flame seemed quite beautiful and mesmerizing in such a dark night.

Even after a long while passed since it devoured Duke Yan, and Jiang Chen, it didn't dissipate, and it continued burning there like a group of purple clouds.

After a short while passed, the people in the city had a stifling hot feeling, as the cool and refreshing whether of late autumn became in a short while as scorching as if it was summertime.

Many people took off their outer clothing, and wiped the sweat on their faces.

The Nine Underworlds Flame gradually became more dazzling and harsh to the eye, and it seemed like it turned into a purple sun, which many people couldn't look at directly.

"I really can't imagine how it would feel inside it."

The heart of the people, who were suffering from the heat, couldn't help but palpitate when they thought of the situation of Jiang Chen, and Duke Yan, who were inside the Nine Underworlds Flame.