C262 The Island Master？！

In the distance, in a huge formation, a young man was sitting cross-legged. The divine flame on his body was pulsating, and there was a fiery red line of fire around his neck that was sewing...

Divine Flame Youth did not die, and instead sat there naturally. Beside him was a stone table, and on top of it was a pot of warm tea and a few teacups. He looked quite pleased with himself