The surrounding world was scorching hot, and the rolling heatwaves were almost suffocating.
Meanwhile, Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu, on the other hand, felt a chill assaulting them.
After a martial artist reached the Great Grandmaster Realm, they would step into a new world. They would transform the illusory into the real, turning the fake into the real, truly beginning to touch upon the truth of the world's principles.
A so-called Spirit Vessel Grandmaster, from the early stages to the late stages, the Spirit Nurturing Soil, the formation of Spirit Seeds, and the birth of Spirit Sprouts, were all part of the process of nurturing the Martial Dao True Spirit.
When one reached the peak of the Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster level, they would nurture a martial true spirit belonging to themselves, stepping into the realm of Essence Spirit Martial Grandmasters.
Next, he would fuse his True Spirit with his Astral Energy, refining Astral Energy into True Essence, and his strength would increase by leaps and bounds.
The Crimson Spirit Flag Master was precisely such an expert who had stepped into the Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster realm.
His Quintessential Essence unfurled, directly turning into real raging flames that burned the plains and the sky.
Yan Zhaoge rolled his eyes, looking rather exasperatedly at Ah Hu, "Why didn't I discover this before? You really have a crow's mouth ah."
Ah Hu's face was bitter, and he couldn't say anything.
Yan Zhaoge shook his head. He had no intention of waiting helplessly for death. With just a thought, the Immortal Crane Wings on his shoulders directly expanded, transforming into two massive wings.
Each of the crane feathers shone with a sparkling and translucent spiritual light, as if they were crystals.
At this moment, Yan Zhaoge couldn't be bothered with distinguishing their types as he grabbed downwards, directly stripping away most of the spirit grasses and medicines within the medicinal field.
Then, he grabbed Ah Hu with one hand, flapped the wings on his back, and soared into the sky, flying away at an extremely fast speed!
The Immortal Crane Wings were indeed miraculous. Even carrying an additional person, Yan Zhaoge's flying speed was still extremely fast.
However, the fiery light behind him that resembled the waves of the sea was also not slow as it chased closely behind Yan Zhaoge.
The Crimson Spirit Flag Master's scolding voice resounded from within the waves of fire, "Little brat surnamed Yan, today you shall pay your father Yan Di's debt!"
Yan Zhaoge ignored them, just focusing on controlling the Immortal Crane Wings to fly forward unceasingly.
Flying high into the air, there were clumps of cloud qi before him that formed a sea of clouds, within which Yan Zhaoge traversed unceasingly.
The raging fire behind him was directly engulfed into the sea of clouds. The sea of flames continued to devour the sea of clouds.
As Yan Zhaoge was flying at an extremely high speed, a fire dragon suddenly shot out from the waves of fire behind him, striking towards him.
Frowning slightly, Yan Zhaoge dodged to the side. Keep away from the fire.
The fiery light missed its target and plunged into the vast sea of clouds. It was like a sharp sword that neatly cut through the layers of clouds. Then, it swiftly disappeared into the sea of clouds.
The next moment. A massive boom resounded as the vast sea of clouds before Yan Zhaoge was set ablaze, transforming into a new crimson sea of flames within the sky.
A great amount of cloud fog was instantly evaporated completely by the flames, while the blazing flames did not dissipate as they blocked Yan Zhaoge's path.
The wings behind Yan Zhaoge's back flickered, his figure descending rapidly as he avoided the flames that blocked his path.
But as a result, his speed was slightly reduced, and the Crimson Spirit Flag Master behind him immediately closed the distance between them.
Brought along by Yan Zhaoge, Ah Hu turned to look behind him. He asked, "Young Master, can't you use the Sacred Weapon Shard to give him a vicious blow?"
Yan Zhaoge answered, "Resisting the Black Dragon Dread in the Great Western Desert earlier, and also having a contest of strength with the Immortal Crane Wing just now, the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment has always been at a level where it has yet to completely recover. It is very hard to say how much power it can display."
"To deal with a Martial Grandmaster on the level of the Crimson Spirit Flag Master, I would have to unleash An Instant's Thunder, burning all of it in one go, giving him a vicious blow."
As Yan Zhaoge flew, he observed his surroundings, "Also. It won't be like last time at Clear Concealed Lake, where I was hitting a dead object that couldn't move, being able to hit it however I wanted. I could even slowly walk over and place the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment at the core of that devilish formation. This time, the target is a living person that can move. "
"And not just any living person. A Martial Grandmaster of this level possesses high vigilance, fast reflexes, and also fast speed. If I can't hit him with a single blow, it would be a waste of my strength. "
Saying thus, Yan Zhaoge's figure abruptly halted before he rose rapidly, once again avoiding a fire dragon that shot over from behind.
The foreign dimension that he was currently in was already extremely unstable. Gazing into the distance, Yan Zhaoge could even see numerous black patterns appearing in the horizon.
That wasn't light, and also wasn't anything concrete.
It was like a complete painting had suddenly been torn apart, with a crack in it.
The foreign dimension had already begun the process of its own destruction.
The sky turned dark. Even with the flames formed of the Crimson Spirit Flag Master's true essence, the heavens and the earth still dimmed.
Fierce winds howled unceasingly, to the point that Yan Zhaoge, riding the Immortal Crane Wings, was somewhat unable to stabilise his figure.
The great earth below even began to quake intensely, the earth and rocks on the ground shattering unceasingly, dense cracks appearing like spiderwebs.
Gazing ahead, Yan Zhaoge saw that the scene before him resembled that of a mirage, many objects actually beginning to distort and change their forms.
The Crimson Spirit Flag Master chased closely behind Yan Zhaoge. He could also feel that this foreign dimension was about to be destroyed.
After learning that Yan Zhaoge was here, he had rushed over at top speed, already determined to kill Yan Zhaoge here even if he had to take the risk.
Seeing the calamity between the heavens and the earth grow more and more intense, with scenes of the end of the world appearing, the Crimson Spirit Flag Master couldn't help but hasten his footsteps, his attacks fiercer than the previous as they shot towards Yan Zhaoge.
While his temperament was violent, the Crimson Spirit Flag Master's attacks were not blind.
The scattered flames between the heavens and the earth unceasingly shrunk Yan Zhaoge's area of activity, gradually transforming into a massive cage of flames, wanting to trap Yan Zhaoge within.
The dense fiery light joined together, the area it encompassed growing larger and larger, obscuring the heavens and covering the earth, adding more violence and despair to the scenes of the end of the world currently in this foreign dimension!
Yan Zhaoge's gaze was calm, while his expression appeared a little impatient. Wielding the Immortal Crane Wings to fly, he gradually lost some sense of order, as though he was not choosing his path at all.
However, in the distance, in mid-air, a door that flickered with light had already appeared in his field of vision.
It was precisely the great door from which Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu had entered this foreign dimension. Stimulated by the spirit formation, it was still standing tall at this moment.
However, accompanied by the foreign dimension's destruction, this door of light also seemed a little unstable, resembling a reflection in water as it shook unceasingly.
Seeing the door of light, Yan Zhaoge immediately sped towards it.
However, the Crimson Spirit Flag Master behind him had already closed in at this moment, punching out, blazing flames directly enveloping Yan Zhaoge.
A purplish-green light of thunder vaguely flashed within Yan Zhaoge's pupils.
Bolstered by the Immortal Crane Wings, Yan Zhaoge's speed instantly rose by a notch as he rapidly changed directions, narrowly avoiding the attack.
However, the Crimson Spirit Flag Master made use of this chance to pass Yan Zhaoge, roiling waves of fire surrounding that door of light.
Having first secured his path of retreat, he also blocked Yan Zhaoge's path!
The Immortal Crane Wings on Yan Zhaoge's shoulders shook, numerous sabre-light feather shooting towards the sea of flames like a torrential rain.
The Crimson Spirit Flag Master's cold laughter resounded from within the sea of flames, the blazing flames swallowing the sabre-light feather, emitting the piercing sound of metal clashing.
The figure of a crimson-haired old man appeared from within the flames, resembling a devil god that controlled the blazing flames.
Yan Zhaoge saw that old man glare over as he laughed savagely, "Little bug, let's see where you can still fly to this time."
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