The flames spread and instantly engulfed the two groups of people. Although the flames moved from tens of miles away, their power was considerably weaker at this distance, but it was still beyond the resistance of these Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Trying to retreat, how could they?
They felt the heat emanating from the fire screen drain away all their ability to move. All their well-planned methods, casting spells, using treasured items, all the skills they once prided themselves on, none could be executed normally under the suppression of the Dao Realm, as if their consciousness had been sealed.
Only now did they understand why their seniors said that once engulfed by the torch, they'd have to wait for their next life to reincarnate.
Regret filled every heart, lamenting that a meaningless feud buried their just-beginning cultivation careers here, making them sacrifices to the Exotic Fire beyond the universe.
