"Only the last genius alive and standing at the top of the 'Flaming Sword' with a flame crystal in hand represents the final victory and is qualified to hold the title of 'One Crown Champion'."
"In the championship competition, there are no rules, only results."
"Now, you can start..."
The last word carried an endless cold response, spreading throughout the Exploding Flame Prison.
In an instant, all the geniuses inside looked at the Yanjianfeng one by one, and their eyes immediately became full of fighting spirit and heat!
Then, almost in unison, the geniuses scattered randomly throughout the "Exploding Flame Hell" all started to act and began to search for the flame crystal.
Ye Wuque naturally started to move.
"Fire crystal..."
A faint light flashed in his bright eyes, and Ye Wuque understood that since the seven-pointed star said that there was a flame crystal, it must not be that easy to find, and it must take a lot of effort to... Wait!
Ye Wuque, who was moving forward at great speed, suddenly froze and stopped in the void.
He looked in the direction of the flame sword again and said slowly to himself: "There are no rules, only results."
Immediately, the corners of Ye Wuque's mouth slowly formed a faint arc.
"So, there is no need to look for any flame crystals."
As soon as he thought of this, Ye Wuque turned around and headed straight towards... Yan Jianfeng!
He didn't seem to care about Yanjing at all and ignored it completely.
Going straight all the way, Ye Wuque could fully appreciate the harsh environment of the Explosive Hell. The scorching smell in the air was the gas formed by extremely harmful magma, and was accompanied by thick fire poison.
And the closer you get to the Yan Jianfeng, the higher the temperature of the air, and the more terrifying the fire poison becomes.
When Ye Wuque was still tens of thousands of miles away from Yan Jianfeng, the void around him had already become distorted and even melted. The boiling fire poison was enough to corrode and destroy all living creatures.
If it were a creature whose physical body was not strong enough, it would probably have lost all its strength, and its physical body would be directly submerged by the power of fire poison and completely destroyed.
But such fire poison had no effect on Ye Wuque, and he still went straight to Yan Jianfeng.
When he finally reached Yan Jianfeng, Ye Wuque stopped and looked up at the Yan Jianfeng that towered over the sky, with a hint of shock in his eyes.
The flaming sword blade, like a divine sword thrust from heaven, stands here, and the red flames burning on it are surging with endless destructive power.
Explosive, wild, violent!
This must not be an ordinary flame, but a special flame that contains endless fire poison and infinite fear power.
Compared to the fire poison scattered in the void before, I don't know how much more terrifying it is.
This terrifying flame is no longer just burning, it has almost condensed into a strange liquid!
That's right.
The burning flame condensed into a strange liquid, and one can imagine how terrifying the temperature inside it was.
"The word 'prison' is used just right."
Ye Wuque glanced at the entire Yanjianfeng, and finally looked in the direction of the peak where Yanjianfeng was shrouded in endless flames. Then he looked back and found a place directly below Yanjianfeng, just like that.
I sat down and waited patiently.
Yes, this is Ye Wuque's strategy.
Looking for Yan Jing?
No need at all!
Brother Ye chose to wait and see.
Anyway, some of the other geniuses will definitely find Yan Jing, and their final destination will naturally be Yan Jianfeng.
He only needs to wait here, and he can wait until those people bring the flame crystal to him in person.
In other words, the Yanjing that originally belonged to Brother Ye was just temporarily stored in the hands of other geniuses.
When they come, Brother Ye will bring them directly as a thank you, which is polite and thoughtful. How happy everyone is?
Both parties must be happy!
As for now?
Ye Wuque naturally sat here quietly, enjoying the rare "flame bath". After all, this feeling of warmth that made the whole body feel quite comfortable.
However, less than half a quarter of an hour after Ye Wuque closed his eyes, his eyes opened slightly, looked in two directions, and then closed them again, and the corners of his eyes once again outlined a faint arc.
Ten breaths later.
"I didn't expect that there is a guy with the same brains as Master Dao, who knows how to come here first and wait for the rabbit? Tsk tsk! That's awesome!"
A voice with a touch of joking suddenly came from far away. As the last word fell, a figure who was thousands of miles away came to the front in the blink of an eye. It was the one among the twenty geniuses.
A Taoist priest whose whole body exudes prosperity and order, and the unity of heaven and earth.
But at this moment, as the Taoist priest spoke, his tone seemed completely different from the aura he exuded!
The Taoist priest was now standing on a red boulder, condescendingly looking down at Ye Wuque who was sitting cross-legged under the edge of the flame sword, his eyes flickering slightly.
"This layman, you..."
But before the Taoist priest finished speaking, his eyes turned slightly and looked in another direction, and then a faint look of helplessness appeared on his face.
"Good guy, I didn't expect there to be one who is not stupid."
In the other direction, a figure also appeared at this time, one step at a time, very fast, and soon came to the front without a trace of breath.
When the Taoist priest, who was originally looking helpless, saw the person coming clearly, his brows suddenly furrowed slightly, and he spoke with some displeasure.
"Bad luck! What I didn't expect was a bald donkey!"
Obviously, as Taoist priests belong, the third person who appeared here at this moment was the monk among the twenty people.
"Amitabha."
"Two donors, the young monk is polite."
The monk arrived and stood in the void. At this moment, he clasped his hands and chanted the Buddha's name to the Taoist priest and Ye Wuque, with a look of compassion on his face.
Then, the monk looked at the Taoist priest and said unhurriedly: "This donor and the young monk are both outsiders. Why is the relationship between oral and karma so careless?"
"Come on! What a bald ass! I can't stand your compassionate face!"
"They are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are they playing idle games in front of the Taoist Master?"
The Taoist priest curled his lips without giving any face.
"Amitabha, donor, you..."
"Okay, don't talk nonsense anymore. Since the three of us have the same idea and are already here, we have nothing to do. How about we... have some fun first?"
The Taoist glanced at the monk, then looked at Ye Wuque, and suddenly spoke like this.
"good!"
The monk suddenly agreed directly, turned his eyes, looked at Ye Wuque and said compassionately: "This donor, can you worship the Buddha with the young monk first?"
At this moment, Ye Wuque, who was sitting cross-legged, still did not open his eyes, but he said calmly and directly: "I have always been curious about what monks and Taoist priests would be like."
"You two, why don't you show me how to play first?"