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... about fifty or sixty kilometers away from the center of the Burning Lands right now. It took him less than an incense stick to reach it.

There was a massive pit at the center. The heat rising from it was enough to distort even space itself.

Lu Ye circled around the pit for a bit in an attempt to see what was inside it. He could vaguely see what looked like a ball of flames.

It would seem that the female Primal was right after all. There was a ball of flame inside the pit ...

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