Two days and one night later, Shen Luo halted his journey in the underworld, then silently emerged from the ground, and looked forward.
Ahead lay endless mountain peaks, but their color had changed to a black-red hue, indicating that they were all volcanoes. Some towering up to a thousand feet, while others were only several dozen feet high. Billowing thick smoke spewed from these mountain tops, occasionally, crimson lava shot skyward, and deep in the mountain range was even more filled with scorching red light, making it appear as though the entire mountain range was ablaze.
Even on the outskirts of the mountain range, Shen Luo could feel waves of scorching heat hit his face.
This place was his destination, the Fire-spreading Mountain range.
"The scope of this Fire-spreading Mountain Range seems extensive, I wonder where in the mountains that Red Boy is?" He looked at the vast expanse of mountains ahead and couldn't help but feel vexed.