C115 Foundation Establishment

In the blink of an eye, it's almost May, and the sun is getting hot.

Qian Renxue sat cross-legged in the middle of the formation, and the surrounding black and gold flags fluttered along with the mountain breeze. The sunlight sprinkled down, bringing along some heat, making Qian Renxue who was already in a sea of fire, unable to bear it any longer.

Her hair stuck to her face