The one we invited didn't come, but coming over in person could work too.
Who would've thought, this person was hard to pin down and infiltrate. The damn fellow didn't even stay out of curiosity—go deep in for a look.
Instead, they actually triggered the power of Flame Mountain, forcibly igniting the mud, and to top it off, added a strange Black Fire, like a bone-attached ulcer that couldn't be extinguished.
At this moment, no matter how the Mud Sea roils, the strange fire tinged with black amidst the blood-red still burns quietly, neither fast nor slow, but extremely steadfast.
On his way back, Yu Ziqing glanced back and laughed with a grin.
"Gua Pi, you really think I'd come all this way, working my butt off, just to go in and take a look?
I can wait, wait a hundred years or so, until the mud dries into regular land, then come back. How great that would be.
Why rush these few years, to send yourself to death?"
Yu Ziqing left quite decisively.
