"Never would I have thought that Zuo Guanglie, like myself, would die in such a desolate backwater..." The man in the flame robe shifted his gaze, taking in his surroundings. With a hint of bewilderment, he asked, "What is this place called",The bloom of flame, ultimate beauty, also ultimate power.,Even the white-faced Gong Yang turned pale: “How is that possible! Where did he get the Zhu Rong lineage from How could he possibly summon the true form of Zhu Rong!”。