I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

"Am I... dead..."

Ma Xin looked down at his almost transparent body with difficulty, then looked at the surrounding fiery red sea of ​​clouds filled with high temperature.

"What place is this?"

Maybe it was because he had just woken up, Ma Xin's soul was very weak and he couldn't even explore the sea of ​​clouds.

After resting for a while, Ma Xin was able to barely control his soul and wander in this boundless sea of ​​clouds.

"It's so hot..."

As the exploration deepened, Ma Xin's soul gradually felt uncomfortable. The temperature here was much higher than the temperature released by the Xinyan power in his own body.

"Ma Xin! Ma Xin!"

A familiar call came from somewhere, but the high temperature here made his judgment much less effective than usual, so he could only rely on his instinct to respond.

Everything around was red, and I couldn't tell the direction, there was only scorching heat.

Which way should I go?

Carefully feeling the surroundings, Ma Xin discovered that the temperature here was a little lower than the temperature around him when he woke up just now, which meant that this place was not a natural phenomenon of constant temperature. Someone should be releasing high temperature in the center of this sea of ​​clouds. As long as he got there, perhaps the question would be answered.

Having made up his mind, Ma Xin's soul floated towards the direction with the highest temperature in the sea of ​​clouds. However, as he went deeper, the temperature around him became so high that his soul could hardly bear it. It was here that the Xinyan power injected by Markbass arrived and wrapped up his soul, which made him feel better.

"Strange, why is Father's power here?"

Ma Xin was even more confused and didn't know what was going on, but all he could do now was to continue moving towards the center. Markbas's Xinyan power weakened the impact of the fire cloud on Ma Xin's soul, allowing him to continue flying towards the center.

It was unknown how long he floated. Despite the protection of Markbas' power, Ma Xin's soul still felt a slight pain due to the high temperature around him. At this time, the fire cloud in front of him began to gradually dissipate, and the thing in the center began to reveal its true face.

It was a ball of light red, ordinary-looking flame. Judging from its appearance alone, Ma Xin's Xinyan power was far superior to it.

The flame burned quietly in the air, and it looked like it would go out in the next second. Ma Xin's first reaction when he saw it was that he might have found the wrong thing, but the terrifying high temperature it emitted told him that he was not wrong.

What is this?

Ma Xin had a confused look on his face and wanted to reach out and touch it out of curiosity, but his life instinct told him not to seek death.

"Hey! Who the hell are you? And where is this place?!"

Ma Xin mustered up his courage and shouted at the fire not far away.

And there was no response.

"Senior, I am here to visit you. I hope you can give me some pointers!"

Ma Xin thought that he might be a little rude, so he changed his attitude, bowed and said.

"Youngster? I have been sleeping for too long. Boy, what year is it today?"

The old voice seems to come from the ancient times, carrying the vicissitudes of time, but it sounds vigorous and powerful.

Ma Xin had no choice but to tell him what happened now.

"The Reign of the Gods? I have never heard of it. I only remember that it was called the New Century during my time."

The old voice came again from the tiny fire.

"New Century? That was almost 2500 million years ago. Senior, which god were you at that time?"

Ma Xin was a little confused. According to historical records, the New Century was an era when gods almost did not exist. The two first-order gods were not on earth. At that time, humans were the masters of this world.

"Which one? I can't remember..."

There was a hint of confusion in the old voice.

"Senior, what happened then? There is a long gap in the historical records at that time. Do you remember?"

Ma Xin continued to ask quickly.

"What happened? Let me think about it. I vaguely remember that I participated in a war at that time. As for the rest, it's very vague."

War? Could they be related to that war? No way, no way, how could someone live for tens of millions of years?

"Then, Senior, do you still remember who your enemies were in that war?"

"Enemy? That black figure, yes, yes..."

Ma Xin could hear that the fire in front of him had already tried to recall something, but now it seemed unlikely that it could remember it. He had no choice but to ask for a way to leave here first, but at this moment, the old voice gave him a crucial message.

"I remember now. They are the God of Destruction, the first-order god, and his seventy-two Spirit Generals of Destruction."

Ma Xin was so shocked by the fire in front of him that he no longer had time to care about the pain that the high temperature was causing to his soul.

"Who are they?"

Ma Xin regretted it the moment he blurted it out. After all, those were the names of the seventy-two Spirit Generals of Destruction, and it was obviously unrealistic to remember them all.

"I'm sorry, senior. I'm sorry for being so rude. I hope you can forgive me."

"It's okay, kid. I sense a familiar aura from you, but you're too weak, and I can't remember many things. If I were in my prime, I would have to give you a chance."

The old voice seemed happy.

"Then I would like to thank you for your teachings. Could you please tell me how to leave here?"

Ma Xin has not forgotten that he has not been back for a long time.

"Boy, can't you see that this is the sea of ​​your heart, hehe..."

Before Ma Xin could react, the fire emitted a flame wave that sent Ma Xin's soul out of his heart.

"Boy, you are very interesting. You have come this far. I hope you will not disappoint me next time..."

Pingle Town.

Somewhere deep in Yingying's heart.

A blurry figure was quietly looking at something in front of her that looked like a Ling Yi mirror, but the scene in it was actually Yingying's past.

Qianying watched quietly, her face could not be seen clearly, but from her occasional giggles, it could be seen that she seemed to be very interested in Yingying's past.

What an interesting little guy, but you still haven't figured out what dimension is and what the true dimensional power is. Well, let's just wait and see.

Oh? Interesting, there are some tricks, but this also gives me a chance...

The breath of life?

No, I am much, much weaker than her. Could it be that after my death, the world has not recovered yet?

Alas, you are so weak. I am a little curious about how you will deal with the coming catastrophe?