Chu Mu fought while retreating, constantly searching for an opportunity to fly into the Red Fire Day.
He needed the power of the Red Fire Day, even though he had no idea if an unrefined Red Fire Day could bestow him with sufficient strength.
The flames on the surface of the Red Fire Day were already reaching out to Chu Mu; such heat was something he had never experienced before.
From birth, he had always been bathed in sunlight, this light as easily overlooked as air, yet essential for survival.
Chu Mu had never thought that he would feel its flames so closely, and if he continued to fly, he could reach the surface of the Red Fire Day.
The high temperature was so familiar, as if he was always dealing with intense flames.
Chu Mu glanced at the relentless Ancestral Sky Demon pursuing him, and then at the Human Land.
From this height, the Mortal World's Continent seemed insignificant; Chu Mu couldn't see anything he wanted to.
