The Legend Of Immortal Phoenix
Torments

Somewhere, in the desert all covered with ice, a young man was walking with a cane that also served as an eye but also as his third leg.

Snow as thick as the knee makes the young man a little difficult to walk, strong winds that blow increasingly make the air around the cold, but all these obstacles did not dampen the determination of the young man.

"Pgrrrrrrrrrr...."

Dozens of wild beasts in the snow wolf-type approached because they smelled meat, they locked the young man away, but after a few minutes passed, the wolf pack no one dared to come forward, attacking, they just growl without any movement.

It was not without reason that the notorious wolf pack did not dare to move, either, or rather they were indeed unable to move because the powerful radiance of the aura from the young man was so intimidating they made their bodies stiff and heavy to move.

The snow wolf pack immediately ran away as the young man retracted the aura of his sky dragon king, the blind young man who was none other than Shen Liang only smiled faintly and began to resume his journey.

After Wu Yi Feng's departure, Shen Liang seemed to feel that he was also still very weak. Therefore he also finally decided to follow in Wu Yi Feng's footsteps, and conduct self-training in the outside world, until a clue about the Saints from the North made him walk this far.

If Shen Liang was heading to the coldest hemisphere, then right now Wu Yi Feng was fielding himself to a hottest place on earth. A sea of overflowing craters, but that was not actually Wu Yi Feng's main goal, but rather a crack that was at the end of the crater.

The crack will not be achieved unless someone approaches the crater and maneuvers at the last second, a crack that is famous among the stealthy nation as the Door of Hell.

BRUAAKKKK..

Wu Yi Feng fell down after maneuvering, cornering sharply and avoiding the licks and incandescent lava that danced by utilizing small chunks of rock that floated in the sea of lava. Wu Yi Feng rolled over and then fell silent for a moment staring at the space that could still be seen from where he was.

Wu Yi Feng got up and started to move, once again he looked around before walking into the dark crack in front of him. the crack emitted an energy so large and dense that it made Wu Yi Feng's hair stand on end.

"Huffff..."

Wu Yi Feng took a rough breath before finally entering the crack steadily, and although it was dark outside but when Wu Yi Feng had entered it, the crack called the hell door was quite bright.

The situation inside the crack was no different from the outside, the seething sea of lava covered almost the entire area and left only a few paths, and if anything different it was the concentration of energy, the boiling water covered almost the entire area, where Wu Yi Feng was currently feeling tight as if he was being squeezed by an invisible great power, it was also what made the young man walk slowly.

The path that is only a quarter of a meter wide stick to the wall but has a length that is somehow kilometers away. The path looked so fragile, making Wu Yi Feng have to walk slowly to maintain balance and stability.

"Prepare yourself, for when you approach and enter the gates of hell your entire abilities will disappear, evaporating somewhere. You will be tested with both physical and mental strength..!!!"

The words of the snake demon queen came back to his mind, Wu Yi Feng was currently completely unable to use his abilities, Qi and so on, right now, even to access his space ring he was unable to.

Like a normal person who had never studied martial arts, Wu Yi Feng was currently only able to rely on his physical abilities alone.

I don't know how far Wu Yi Feng had walked, the clothes he was wearing had also been drenched in sweat, while his throat felt so dry. Wu Yi Feng turned his head to the right and left to look for the source of the spring as all of his supplies were inside the space ring, but there was no source of water at all except the lava that was boiling down below.

Feeling that he did not find what he was looking for, Wu Yi Feng again continued walking. Step by step he stepped until his feet were no longer strong to move, the young man lying on the edge of the lava pool. No matter how long Wu Yi Feng had been asleep, when he woke up the state did not change, all remained as before and he was also still on the path that separated himself with the lava pond.

Wu Yi Feng stood up and looked back, the crack he entered was already invisible, yet strangely he always felt that he was walking on the spot.

"Am I exposed to some sort of illusion??" Wu Yi Feng sat back down and took a meditative stance, he started to catch his breath and absorb the energy that felt so concentrated in the place.

However, when the energy started to enter his body and turned into tiny grains of energy, Wu Yi Feng felt a pain that he could not bear.

"ARRRRGGGHHH..."

Wu Yi Feng reflexively screamed, he felt his entire body being pierced by thousands of hot swords, not only that Wu Yi Feng also felt that every inch of his body was skinned and sprinkled with salt.

As soon as the young man screamed, Wu Yi Feng floundered, he clawed at his face, hit him on the head and grabbed his hair until strands fell out, not stopping there, Wu Yi Feng also punched and clawed his chest and stomach until his entire body was filled with blood.

Surprisingly when Wu Yi Feng thrashed and rolled up he did not fall into the lava pool, even though the path was very narrow.