Over a hundred meters above Du Yu's head, a mass of burning cloud slowly spread out.
With the Cold Wood as fuel, the fire cloud spread bigger and bigger, to the point it seemed to stretch beyond sight.
One Cold Wood after another was burned to ash, sparks crackling and flying. Strands of Fire Rain dripped down from the cloud, Cold Leaves fluttering all over the sky.
Such a grand yet desolate scene, of course Du Yu had to stop and take a good look.
Just then, a burning Cold Leaf drifted down.
Du Yu reached out and caught the Cold Leaf in his palm.
He quietly studied it for a while, then clenched his fist, snuffing out the little flame and rubbing it into specks of ash.
Why does this feel just like the Ashen Continent?
Tsk~ yeah, it's got that vibe.
Except, in the gloomy sky of the Ashen Continent, what falls are wisps of Cold Mist, while here in the Bottomless drop, it's Fire Rain and Cold Leaves.
Not the same thing at all.
"Hoo!"
