C258 Passed!

Meng Fann spoke softly, his voice as if it had drained him of all his strength. Seated cross-legged on the ground, his soul seemed on the brink of vanishing into thin air.

A hush had fallen over the entire sea of flames, so profound that even the Artifact Spirit of the Burning Heaven Order quivered. It was difficult to fathom the resilience of Meng Fann's spirit.

For half a year