One thing that could be certain was that Shen Yinuo was temporarily safe, so the great weight in Lu Yan's heart could be momentarily let go.
In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed since Lu Yan arrived at Skull Fire Mountain.
One day, Elder Miao Yan gathered this batch of people together.
"You have been cultivating the Skull Flame Formula for half a year, and your True Vigor is now almost all mixed with the aura of the skull fire. Now, it is time to assign your next task," said Elder Miao Yan.
As Elder Miao Yan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and streaks of red light flew out, hovering in front of everyone.
Lu Yan looked closely and saw that it was a long needle about one foot in length and as thick as a thumb, entirely crimson and emitting waves of heat.
There was one in front of each person.