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The self-acted and directed chase was happening on the foreign planet. At the same time, deep in the boundless parameters of the universe, there existed… a star system filled with flame.
The vastness of the star system's boundaries was extremely astonishing. In fact, it was as big as tens of thousands of Divine Eye civilizations.
At that place, flames seemed to burn eternally. Looking ahead, the boundless cosmos was like a sea of fire. Within the sea of fire, there were an astonishing number of planets. Those planets were of various sizes and were all burning without exception.
If one looked carefully, countless lifeforms could be seen living on the burning planets. Whether it was plants or animals, or ordinary people or cultivators, they could be found everywhere, making the planets extremely lively.
Meanwhile, in the lively center of the star system, a mountain floated in the cosmos. It was as though all of the fire seas had this place as their core. It was as though the mountain was the source of the flames. Its red color was like blood and could make anyone who saw it shudder with fear!
There was also a small hut at the peak of the mountain. It looked ugly and was built using grass, but it was able to maintain its green color under the indescribably high temperature, the grass showing no signs of wilting. It was obviously extraordinary. Within the hut, there was an elder sitting cross-legged.
The elder wore red robes and had a head of red hair. Although there were wrinkles on his face, he looked very strong. That was especially so considering that the light within his eyes seemed capable of making the surrounding cosmos lose all its color despite them being half-closed!
There was a bronze mirror in front of the elder, and the mirror reflected… the planet Wang Baole was on. As the elder checked, the images in the mirror kept changing. Every time the image changed, a masked silhouette would appear.
Those silhouettes were obviously the Descenders. And the identity of the elder was obvious. He was… the Flame Patriarch!
The masks of the Descenders, including Wang Baole's, not only contained the power to hide them and a curse they could use once on an enemy, but they also had two functions. On the one hand, they could record the number of kills. On the other hand, they allowed the Flame Patriarch to clearly see what happened to every Descender no matter how far away they were from him.
And that was where his interests lay. In the past, every time a mission started, the Flame Patriarch loved to observe the battlefield as though he was watching a live stream via the masks. Every time he saw a Never-Ending Clan member die a horrible death, he would feel very happy in his heart.
So he raised his right hand and flicked it down, rapidly looking through all of Wang Baole's experiences after coming to this place as recorded in his mask. Slowly, the Flame Patriarch's expression became extremely weird.
Chasing himself with himself? Interesting… This transformation technique looks very familiar…
It's the essence technique of Chen Qing, who loves acting like he's very youthful!
This brat… What's his relationship with Chen Qing? The Flame Patriarch raised his eyes. He had always disliked Chen Qing because he felt that Chen Qing was older than him but always liked assuming the appearance of a youth. However, he didn't know why, but he found Wang Baole pleasant to the eye after seeing him kill so many Never-Ending Clan members.
It's a little exaggerated, but it's still pretty interesting to watch. The Flame Patriarch muttered and decided not to watch anyone else. He prepared to watch Wang Baole for a little while more.
And just then, the bull-masked man Wang Baole transmogrified to chase himself let out a roar.
”Handsome fella in front, stop running!” The bull-masked man's angry roar echoed within the hut and in the surroundings of where he was. As for that sentence, it made the Flame Patriarch's face twitch.
This shameless aura is exactly the same as Chen Qing's!
The Flame Patriarch humphed. As he continued watching, the Wang Baole in the image was speeding in midair while feeling a multitude of emotions in his heart.