"It's reasonable, but how do we cross this Rolling Fire River right now? Fly directly over it?" Yuan Ming nodded, seemingly in agreement, and then asked.
Yun Luo Fairy did not speak; she raised her hand, and dots of fiery red light appeared and gathered in the void, forming a tiny fiery red bird about the size of a palm.
This bird seemed highly adapted to the scorching environment around it, and after chirping happily, it flew towards the Rolling Fire River under Yun Luo Fairy's command.
Unexpectedly, as the fiery bird reached the sky over the Rolling Fire River, the flames on the river surged up in an instant, enclosing the bird as if they were alive. At the same time, Yuan Ming and Yun Luo Fairy saw a white light flash through the sky, followed by a thunderous explosion. The fiery bird was struck by the white light and immediately consumed by the flames, turning entirely to ash.
