The entire Flame World shrunk and turned into a star in the endless chaos. This star was the Flame Star.
This Flame Star was originally a dead star that didn't have any life on it. However, not long after Gu Fei had arrived, this dead star had begun to revive.
Nine Divine Springs of Life had appeared on the Flame Star. These nine Divine Springs of Life were the source of life for the Flame Star.
As long as the nine Divine Springs of Life existed, the dead star would recover its vitality.
The nine Divine Springs of Life were controlled by the various superpowers. Only the Ancestor-Level existences of these superpowers were allowed to use the Divine Springs of Life to cultivate.
As for ordinary living beings, they weren't even qualified to take a look at the Divine Springs of Life, let alone use them to cultivate.
After a thousand years of competition, the power structure on the Flame Star had basically stabilized. The conflicts between the various superpowers had also decreased.
However, everything changed when Gu Fei and the Flame World's Divine Tree, Yan Wu, returned to the Flame Star. The Primordial Divine Clan, which used to be extremely powerful, immediately submitted to Gu Fei.
The Primordial Divine Clan, on the other hand, submitted to Yan Wu.
As a result, the power structure on the Flame Star had undergone earth-shattering changes. The Divine Springs of Life controlled by the two superpowers had changed owners.
At this time, Gu Fei was sitting cross-legged in front of the Divine Spring of Life in the center of the Grandmist Divine City.
The Primordial Divine Clan had laid out layers of formations around the Divine Spring of Life. However, these formations were useless against Gu Fei.
The Ancestor of the Primordial Divine Clan, Hong Sheng, stood cautiously not far behind Gu Fei.
However, Gu Fei didn't take the divine spring with him. After all, if he did, the Flame Star would be crippled, and the life force it had recovered would gradually fade. The entire star would become a dead star again.
However, Hong Sheng didn't know what Gu Fei was planning to do. He was afraid that Gu Fei would take the Divine Spring of Life.
After all, the Divine Spring of Life represented the future of the Primordial Divine Clan.
Gu Fei didn't use the Divine Spring of Life to cultivate.
With his current cultivation base, the Divine Spring of Life was no longer of any use to him.
Swoosh!
At that moment, a beam of divine light descended from the sky and landed on Hong Sheng's hand.
Soon, Hong Sheng's expression turned grave.
"Master, Hong Zhen sent a message. The Flame Race doesn't believe Hong Zhen at all. They don't dare to leave the Netherworld Sea."
Hong Sheng said carefully.
"Hmm, then take this thing with you and make a trip yourself."
Gu Fei pondered this for a while. Then, he made a grabbing motion in the void with his right hand. A piece of divine jade immediately appeared in his hand. He placed a seal on the divine jade and threw it to Hong Sheng.
"Yes, Master!"
Hong Sheng hurriedly caught the piece of Divine Jade and carefully retreated.
"It seems that Yan Huatian is afraid of Hong Sheng."
Gu Fei shook his head helplessly.
…
In the Netherworld Sea, the Death Qi soared into the sky. The place where the Netherworld Sea was located was covered by a layer of black mist, causing the entire world to darken.
However, this was not the most frightening aspect of the Netherworld Sea. It also rained from time to time. This was the terrifying Death Rain. A single drop of Death Rain could kill an extreme powerhouse.
In addition to the Death Rain, the Netherworld Sea often erupted with Death Storms.
In addition, there were countless unknown dangers in the Netherworld Sea.
This was the reason why no one on the Flame Star was willing to enter the Netherworld Sea.
In everyone's eyes, the Netherworld Sea was a terrifying land of death.
However, there were many people living on an island in the middle of this land of death. These people were the clansmen of the Flame Race.
This island in the Netherworld Sea had signs of life. This was because there was a small spring in the middle of the island. The spring water from this spring was full of vitality.
There were actually quite a few houses built around this Divine Spring. A stockade surrounded the entire mouth of the spring.
And this stronghold was called Yan Stronghold.
The people living in the Yan Village were naturally the clansmen of the Flame Race.
Meanwhile, the senior members of the Flame Race were gathered in a stone house behind the village.
Yan Huatian, the first Patriarch of the Flame Race, was sitting in the main seat.
"Patriarch, what are those people from the Primordial Divine Clan trying to do?"
Yan Hui, the Patriarch of the Flame Race, asked Yan Huatian.
"That's right. That Hong Zhen actually lied to us, saying that Master has returned. Does he think we are as stupid as pigs?"
Another Patriarch of the Flame Race, Yan Wu, said angrily.
The other Ancestors of the Flame Race were also infuriated. The Primordial Divine Clan had gone too far.
"Enough! All of you, shut up!"
Yan Huatian roared.
The stone house instantly fell silent, and everyone looked at Yan Huatian.
"So what if the Primordial Divine Clan has a hundred tricks up their sleeves? As long as we don't leave this place, what can they do to us?"
Yan Huatian swept a glance at everyone and said coldly.
They had been defeated in the battle with the Primordial Divine Clan, and they had been forced to enter the Netherworld Sea. This was a humiliation to the entire Flame Race.
There were only these seven ancestors of the Yan Clan who were able to survive until now. Yan Huatian was also among these seven.
In other words, the Flame Race had almost been annihilated by the Primordial Divine Clan.
How could they leave the Netherworld Sea just because of Hong Zhen's words?
The members of the Flame Race had been living a good life on the island, as there was a small Divine Spring of Life on the island.
Although the Divine Spring of Life on the island was small, the Flame Race could gradually recover with the help of the Divine Spring of Life.
"Yan Huatian, why don't you come out and meet an old friend?"
At that moment, a voice rang in the minds of every member of the Flame Race on the island.
"What …"
The Ancestors of the Flame Race in the stone house were shocked.
"It's Hong Sheng?"
Yan Huatian was extremely familiar with this voice.
"Hong Sheng is here?"
The other Ancestors of the Flame Race were shocked when they heard this.
To them, Hong Sheng was their nightmare.
"Ancestor, this …"
The other Ancestors in the stone house looked at Yan Huatian.
"Why are you panicking? Does Hong Sheng dare to barge in here?"
Yan Huatian sneered.
He knew how terrifying the Netherworld Sea was, and Hong Sheng wouldn't take the risk to barge into the Netherworld Sea unless he was tired of living.
As expected, Hong Sheng had no intention of barging into the Netherworld Sea.
However, Yan Huatian didn't intend to go out either.
As such, they were in a deadlock again.
"Master has something for you. Aren't you going to come out?"
Hong Sheng's voice was cold.
"Master?"
Yan Huatian was shocked. Was his master still alive?
In fact, they were all alive and well. Yan Huatian knew that their master hadn't perished, but he didn't know where his master had gone.
Now, the person who had disappeared for 1,000 years had reappeared. How could Yan Huatian believe this?
"Hong Sheng, you b * stard! Save it. Do you think I will fall for your trick?"
Yan Huatian sent a voice transmission to Hong Sheng.
"This guy …"
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