As they flew above the expanse of flowing lava, Devil's Cloud asked in a low voice, "Do you think he can succeed?"

The Flesh Ganoderma continued forward through the scorching air, its eyes lingering on the fiery cloud sea that stretched across the horizon. A complicated look crossed its face. Instead of answering, it turned the question back on him. "Do you want him to?"

"I…" Devil's Cloud hesitated. Ever since entering the Land of Fallen Devils, much of his former composure had disappeared. At this moment, he seemed even more uncertain. After a while, he finally replied, "I don't know… But then again… Azure Yang can be overbearing at times, but he has his own principles. As long as our interests don't clash, he doesn't make things difficult for me. So… I guess I do hope he does."

In Devil's Cloud's view, if Luo Chen successfully subdued that Sky-Burning Fire, his strength would rise dramatically. With such a figure traveling alongside them, the dangers awaiting them would become far more manageable.

The Flesh Ganoderma merely let out a faint sneer and said nothing.

Devil's Cloud glanced at it curiously. "What about you?"

"Whether he succeeds or fails has little to do with me," the Flesh Ganoderma replied indifferently. "But if I had to choose, I'd rather see him fail."

Devil's Cloud frowned. "Why? Are you afraid he might threaten your true body?"

"A mere Adept? No matter how strong he gets, he could never threaten my true body." It shot Devil's Cloud a meaningful look before changing the subject. "I'm just worried he'll botch the whole thing and end up causing trouble for us later. We still need to get to my body and break the restrictions."

So that was the reason. Devil's Cloud nodded to himself. Looking back, Ding Yi's decision to recruit him and Luo Chen had likely not been entirely his own. The Flesh Ganoderma had been guiding...