Chapter 1581: Chapter 977: Chaotic Brawl, Familiar Faces Everywhere
“How could there be fire rain?”
After escaping the sea of fire, Kou Ta looked back at the roaring flames, and said in confusion.
Hong Fuxiu explained, “That’s Spiritual Liquid. The Fire Attribute Spiritual Energy is too concentrated here, and in the spatial pression, it turns into Spiritual Liquid.”
“…”
Kou Ta didn’t know how to describe his feelings for a moment.
Spiritual Liquid is indeed a rare phenomenon, though Kou Ta has seen it before, in places where Spiritual Energy is abundant, fog acpanies such phenomena, which is an indication of Spiritual Liquid.
But such a situation where Spiritual Energy forms rain was something not only unseen by him but unheard of.
“Where are we heading next?” Yun Xiao asked Yang Zhenshan, disregarding the fire rain.
Yang Zhenshan glanced at the beautiful night sky, calculating the time. They had entered the Sun Cave Heaven three days ago, and based on his sense of the Heaven and Earth Great Dao, the Sun Cave Heaven would take about ten more days to fully integrate into the main world.
That means they have ten days left.
After ten days, when the Grotto Heaven fully descends, the world’s barriers autonomously repair, all Void Rifts vanish, then the Golden Core Cultivators could act.
By then, their only option would be to flee.
Yang Zhenshan did not plan to wait until then. He wanted to withdraw early from the Sun Cave Heaven. Though returning to the Spirit Source Land now posed certain risks, as long as he was cautious, he should be able to return safely.
Leaving early can prevent them from being targeted by Golden Core Cultivators.
But before leaving, they surely need to visit the Lava Sea.
“We’re going to the Lava Sea!”
…
The Lava Sea is not a sea of fire anymore; today it no longer resembles its past form.
According to the Golden Crow, it was once a sea of flowing lava, hiding the origin of True Sun Fire. But now, what appeared before Yang Zhenshan and his group was just a cracked, black-brown land, with steam carrying the smell of sulfur rushing to their faces, as if standing inside a giant furnace. The originally boundless sea of lava had vanished, leaving only a few winding lava rivers through the land, the dark red magma churned like solidified blood, occasionally splashing gold-red sparks that turned to ash mid-air.
Yang Zhenshan furrowed his brow, reaching out to touch a nearby black stone. As his fingertips just touched it, he drew back sharply, the surface scorching hot, leaving a faint scorch mark.
“The Golden Crow said there is True Fire origin here. If the lava sea is dried up, will the True Fire origin still be here?”
He pondered with some doubts.
Time changes, as nature evolves.
Over ten thousand years, the once prosperous True Yang Heaven had bee scorched earth.
The four stopped to examine for a while, then transformed into Tunneling Light to fly towards the depths of the Lava Sea.
They hadn’t flown far when they encountered a chaotic battle.
Just as Yang Zhenshan expected, the Lava Sea remained in a state of constant chaos.
Looking at the spiritual light and mana fluctuations filling the sky, and the collapsed mountain body below, Yang Zhenshan understood the situation immediately.
The mountain below should be one of the twelve halls of the Sun True Sect. A thousand years ago, it hung upside down in the air, but now it had fallen into the Lava Sea.
Most of the mountain body was submerged in the crimson magma, surrounded by large fiery magma ponds, and on the protruding mountain body, remnants of palaces and pavilions were visible.
The palace had collapsed, and the pavilion was lopsided, though its former splendor could still be discerned, it was now just a scene of decay.
The four hovered in the sky, gazing at the chaos ahead. Yun Xiao softly asked, “What are they fighting over?”
“It must be something remarkable!” Yang Zhenshan chuckled, stroking his beard.
The twelve palaces were merely functional institutions of the Sun True Sect, responsible for handling daily sect affairs, storing some materials and resources, mostly low-level ones.
But the twelve halls are Dao Fields of Golden Core Great Powers; even a small portion of their resources left behind would make these people fight fiercely.
“Should we go there?” Kou Ta asked excitedly.
Yang Zhenshan hesitated.
Going now would surely entangle them in the chaos, making escape difficult.
Yet not going doesn’t hold any significance in just watching from here.
In this situation, don’t dream of reaping benefits as others fight.
Because everyone is fighting for themselves, everyone wants to be the winner.
On the contrary, fishing in troubled waters and securing gains are the rightful paths.
“We must go!” Yang Zhenshan said firmly.
If they don’t go, they can’t gain anything; if they go, they might still fight for it.
They didn’t e here to laze around; they came to fight fiercely for resources.
“Should we go now?” Yun Xiao asked.
Yang Zhenshan slightly shook his head, “Wait a bit. Let me first understand the situation!”
Speaking, he waved his sleeve, releasing dozens of soul crows into flight.
Soul crows are weak, easily scattered with a strike, but that doesn’t hinder them from scouting for Yang Zhenshan.
The soul crows don’t need to approach the battle center, just observing at the edges would suffice.
First understand what treasures are here before proceeding.
Dozens of soul crows spread out, and shortly, they began hovering at the battlefield’s periphery.
There are quite a few participants in the fight!
No, they aren’t just humans, because there are also Ghost Cultivators and demon beasts, with demon beasts being the majority!
The Human Clan Immortal Cultivators actually united to fight demon beasts!
The number of Ghost Cultivators is small, but they appear and disappear mysteriously, causing disturbances everywhere.
“What is this thing!”
Suddenly, a withered hand grasped a soul crow, followed by a ferocious and terrifying face appearing in Yang Zhenshan’s consciousness.
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