After Yang Chan slew the two Purple-skinned Alien Races, the world of ice and snow before him vanished, replaced by a scorching sensation.
Before he could even get a clear look at the scene, countless heat waves rushed toward him. It felt as though he had been plunged into a furnace, and the air reeked of sulfur.
Even with his Cultivation as a Bone Marrow Cleansing Grandmaster, Yang Chan could still feel the scorching heat.
The stronger one's Cultivation, the less of an impact such environmental changes had on their physical body.
But the extreme cold of the previous world of ice and snow, and the furnace-like heat of this moment, penetrated straight to his core.
It was only after fully entering that Yang Chan understood where he had arrived.
There were countless volcanoes here. In the distance, an active one was erupting, kicking up rolling clouds of smoke and dust. Black plumes shot straight into the sky, and the surrounding air was thick with the unpleasant stench of sulfur.
