Chapter 659 Another World
Abel had no choice but to wait.
At that moment, Emrys stood at the highest level of Crimson Sun Tower.
His right index finger glowed with a crimson huc, resembling a branding iron that had been scorched by flames, emitting a terrifying heat.
This was the blessing of the spirit fire.
When Emrys acquired the spirit fire, an inexplicable surge of power surged within him, consuming the spirit fire and consolidating it on his right index finger.
At that instant, even without utilizing his life energy, his finger could penetrate a Golden Elixir Stage cultivator with a single strike.
After absorbing the spirit fire, Emrys effortlessly ascended to the twelfth floor of Crimson Sun Tower.
The twelfth floor was similar to the eleventh, devoid of any cauldrons.
It could be described as desolate.
Emrys exuded an aggressive aura. Upon seeing the empty twelfth floor, restlessness and agitation filled him. He let out a low growl, and his life energy surged.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
It unleashed without restraint.
Bang!
Suddenly, a section of the stone wall collapsed, revealing a pale mural beneath.
Although Emrys lost control of his emotions, he was quickly captivated by the mural.
The mural depicted a range of mountains stretching into the horizon. At the edge of these mountains, clouds and mist swirled mysteriously. Within this haze, a faint silhouette
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stood, so small and distant that it was barely discernible.
Emrys moved closer.
As his gaze fixated on the mural, he felt the world turning upside down, as if time and space had transformed. Simultaneously, a cool and peaceful aura enveloped him from all directions.
Em was startled and instantly regained his senses.
“I actually lost control of my emotions just now.”
Emrys reminisced about the previous scenes, especially when he stepped onto the eleventh floor. It felt as if his entire brain had lost its ability to think.
It was only at this moment that he finally snapped out of it.
Emrys raised his right hand, staring at the crimson index finger with astonishment. These flames have tempered a finger comparable to a magical treasure. If I were to consume more, wouldn’t every part of my body transform into a magical treasure?
“This finger alone can be compared to a magical treasure. In other words, my body can consume these flames and automatically refine itself?”
After a brief moment of surprise, joy spread across Emrys‘ face. His gaze instinctively drifted downward, focusing on an area around his groin. Magical treasure? Magical treasure! What if… No. It’s not possible.
Emrys quickly shook his head. It would be too hot, and they wouldn’t be able to withstand it.
Although the hardness of Emrys‘ finger had reached the level of a magical treasure, it was also incredibly hot. After all, it was forged in flames.
Emrys swiftly dismissed the unsavory thoughts that had entered his mind, reassuring himself, “What I have now is enough. There’s no need… There’s really no need…”
With a single thought, Emrys manipulated his power as if controlling a magical treasure, restoring his finger to its original state.
Then, Emrys curiously surveyed his surroundings.
He remembered that it was during a moment of emotional turmoil when he saw a mural, and then, inexplicably; found himself in this unfamiliar world.
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