With his camouflage skill activated, Xiao Ling's figure became faint within the lava, as if he had become part of the magma world, making his presence difficult to detect even with the keenest senses.
His movements became extremely gentle, as if he feared disturbing this ancient and mysterious space.
Xiao Ling's figure slowly descended into the lava. As he descended, the pressure around him gradually increased, but to him, it was nothing.
His body seemed to merge with the lava, the surrounding heat having no effect on him at all.
As he descended deeper, a serious look flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes.
He must proceed with caution to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Suddenly, an unusual fluctuation appeared in the lava ahead. Xiao Ling's heart tightened as he sensed a powerful aura approaching.
He stopped and quietly observed the lava ahead, trying to detect the source of that aura.
Just then, a fiery red figure slowly emerged from the lava and entered Xiao Ling's spiritual perception range.
Xiao Ling recognized the fiery crimson figure before him almost instantly: it was the Fire Lizardman described in the original novel.
Though its form was blurred by the ripples of the lava, Xiao Ling could still sense its immense power.
Judging from the aura he sensed, this Fire Lizardman was no less powerful than the Thousand and Two Elders he had previously encountered in the library.
The Fire Lizardman's body was larger than that of an ordinary human, and its eyes gleamed with wisdom.
A flicker of caution flashed across Xiao Ling's eyes. He knew such creatures were innumerable in the lava world, and to avoid trouble, he absolutely must not provoke them.
He took a deep breath, channeling his Dou Qi to suppress his aura to a minimum. At the same time, he employed his camouflage skills to render himself as transparent as possible within the lava.
His movements became even more gentle, like a falling leaf swaying gently with the ripples of the lava.
Within this scorching lava, Xiao Ling's camouflage skills reached their peak, his presence seemingly engulfed by the fiery world.
Xiao Ling carefully avoided the Fire Lizardman's sight, like a hunter lurking in the shadows, quietly observing the fiery figure's every move.
If it discovered his presence, Xiao Ling would quickly flee this magma world.
After all, no matter how valuable the Fallen Heart Flame was, it couldn't compare to his own life.
However, the Fire Lizardman didn't seem to notice anything unusual. It hovered around for a moment, seemingly searching for something, but ultimately, finding nothing, it slowly turned and departed.
Watching the Fire Lizardman retreat, Xiao Ling breathed a sigh of relief, his tension easing slightly.
With the Fire Lizardman gone, Xiao Ling activated his camouflage ability once again, his figure once again blurred in the lava.
He took a deep breath, adjusted himself, and continued his journey deeper into the magma.
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The magma's temperature and pressure continued to rise, but for Xiao Ling, who had already broken through to the Dou Zong realm, these were no longer obstacles.
The accelerated flow of Dou Qi within his body allowed the already existing protective shield to receive a stronger influx of Dou Qi, thus strengthening its resilience and effectively insulating it from the intense heat and pressure.
As time passed, Xiao Ling gradually delved deeper into the magma. He encountered groups of Fire Lizardmen, many of whom were Dou Huang and Dou Zong-level warriors.
While their power was immense, their spiritual perception was somewhat weak. Xiao Ling, relying on his camouflage skills and his powerful spiritual perception, successfully avoided their attention. Having
evaded another round of Fire Lizardmen, Xiao Ling breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of self-mockery rising within him. He muttered to himself,
"It seems the noise I made just now must have alarmed these Fire Lizardmen..."
After avoiding the Fire Lizardmen, Xiao Ling followed the guidance of the Fallen Heart Flame and continued his dive.
Just as Xiao Ling reached a certain depth, he suddenly felt a strong vibration coming from below.
The rapidly flying Fallen Heart Flame before him suddenly slowed.
Seeing this, Xiao Ling's spirits lifted, and he became even more cautious, surveying his surroundings with caution.
Although he had already suspected the Fallen Heart Flame's slowing speed meant it had reached its destination, he still had to be vigilant in this perilous underground magma world.
The world remained a crimson red, and it didn't appear to be the end of the magma sea. Beneath Xiao Ling's feet lay the same dark red magma, but upon closer inspection, a faint, unsettling blackness shone through, leaving one with no idea what lay beyond this depth.
Just as Xiao Ling was wondering, the Fallen Heart Flame before him suddenly ascended, and a faint flame emanated from it, illuminating the magma patch not far below like a lamppost.
Immediately, a miraculous scene unfolded. The magma began to slowly wriggle, and a transparent ring of light, emitting a faint glow, emerged from the vortex.
This pulsation, unlike the scorching heat of the magma, emanated a deeper, more mysterious power.
Seeing this, Xiao Ling's heart trembled slightly, and he whispered to himself, "Could this be the small space that the Skyfire Venerable personally created in his final moments?"
At this thought, Xiao Ling's emotions boiled over uncontrollably, and his heart beat uncontrollably.
His gaze fixed firmly on the horizon, guided by the Fallen Heart Flame, he slowly approached the source of the pulsation.
As he drew closer, the Fallen Heart Flame in front of him reacted more intensely, confirming his earlier suspicions.
He knew this might be the key to his journey: the Skyfire Venerable's soul, the juvenile Fallen Heart Flame, and the high-level Earth-level fighting technique, the Five-Wheel Fire Separation Technique—all of these would be incredible opportunities in the outside world.
As long as this operation could be successfully completed, all of these precious treasures, without exception, would be within Xiao Ling's grasp.
Finally, Xiao Ling arrived before a massive magma vortex. Within the vortex, a transparent circle of light slowly emerged. Within the circle of light, a skeleton, emitting a faint fluorescent light, quietly hovered.
Above the skeleton, a transparent flame quietly burned. Xiao Ling recognized it immediately; it was the Fallen Heart Flame, though it was much weaker than the one he had refined.
(End of Chapter)