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Lava Hell is vast, but after flying for several minutes, Fang Chen still found himself surrounded by towering volcanoes that seemed to pierce the clouds.
"This is it!"
In mid-air, Fang Chen was constantly exploring the areas below with his Divine Consciousness. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he swiftly headed towards a slightly shorter volcano.
After flying for a while, Fang Chen realized that not every volcano in this area housed Lava Demons. Some volcanoes had long "died," their divine energy having been depleted ages ago. These lifeless volcanoes would not give birth to Lava Demons. Moreover, due to the lack of divine energy, most Lava Demons would also avoid such places.
Thus, these locations could be considered some of the few relatively safe spots within the Lava Hell, where Lava Demons roamed freely. Of course, how many such safe places existed in the entire lava region was unknown to Fang Chen, but it certainly wouldn't be many. After flying for several minutes, he had only encountered two such locations, both of which were already occupied by others.
"Strange, there are so many disciples from the Seven Sects Conference in this area," Fang Chen muttered to himself. "Could there be some benefits here that I am unaware of?"
The Colorful Sacred Realm is vast; this was what Luo Qingyan had told him before he left. However, he had no idea just how large it was. Regardless, it seemed unlikely to frequently encounter disciples from other sects in one area.
"First, I need to refine these Three Lava Demon Hearts." Unable to make sense of it all, Fang Chen shook his head and suppressed these distracting thoughts. What mattered most now was not uncovering the secrets of Lava Hell, but rather safely refining the three Lava Demon Hearts. Only then could he adapt to this harsh environment and gain the strength needed for future competition!
The dead volcanoes devoid of divine energy no longer spewed forth molten lava or housed any Lava Demons. Instead, they exuded a chilling emptiness.
After sweeping through the entire interior of the volcano with his powerful Divine Consciousness and confirming there were no anomalies, Fang Chen casually chose a spot. He held the three Hearts of the Lava Demons and sat cross-legged.
Placing two aside, he enveloped the last heart in a gentle flow of Qi Energy, causing it to float before him. With his palm flat against the heart radiating waves of Fiery Red Light, he prepared for refinement.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The heart began to beat as if coming back to life. Veins-like tendrils pulsed rhythmically, releasing streams of hot divine energy that surged towards Fang Chen, flowing into his body through his hands. A fiery red glow gradually emanated from within him; from a distance, it appeared as though he had been ignited, resembling a massive fireball.
"It's so hot."
He silently thought to himself.
The divine energy that surged from the Lava Demon Heart almost ignited all the blood in Fang Chen's body the moment it entered him. If it weren't for the Power of Creation intervening, Fang Chen would have already turned into a dried corpse. Even so, while continuously refining that divine energy, Fang Chen felt as if he were about to catch fire, with his bones and blood seemingly melting away, a piercing pain constantly radiating through him.
This piercing pain crashed against Fang Chen's consciousness like waves. Fortunately, having lived two lives and personally experienced death, Fang Chen's resilience far exceeded that of others at the same level. Although this pain was nearly inhuman, it remained within his capacity to endure.
Time flew by as Fang Chen silently refined the Lava Demon Heart.
At the same time Fang Chen was refining the Lava Demon Heart, in the northwest direction of Lava Hell.
Boom!
A tremendous sound echoed, shaking the space. In an instant, the entire void within a radius of several dozen meters trembled violently as if boiling water had erupted, creating ripples that swept outward, emanating a terrifying aura.
Amidst the violently shaking void, flames suddenly flickered. The appearance of these flames seemed to be the last straw that shattered the entire void into pieces. As it broke apart, figures emerged from within.
These individuals wore extremely luxurious robes and appeared spirited; however, each one exuded an air of arrogance and a sharpness that made others uncomfortable.
"The Colorful Sacred Realm, we are back."
One of them, a Purple-Robed Youth, looked up and spoke, his words carrying an indescribable sense of strangeness.
The aura emanating from this person was incredibly overwhelming, far stronger than that of the others. Just by standing there, his presence seemed to tear apart the surrounding air, creating an unmatched feeling.
If anyone else were present, they would have gasped in shock. For this person was actually a powerful being from the Primordial Embryo Realm!
The cultivation of the Primordial Embryo Realm has actually entered the Colorful Sacred Realm...
"It's really uncomfortable," the Purple-Robed Youth said, twisting his neck as he felt the immense repulsive force in the air. He frowned slightly, looking displeased. However, he soon scanned his surroundings, a wicked smile appearing on his face.
"Hmm? Haven't the people from the Crimson Bright Sect arrived yet?"
Someone behind the Purple-Robed Youth spoke lightly.
Boom!
It seemed to respond to his inquiry. The void trembled, as if something had been forcefully pierced through from the outside. A young man dressed in white, adorned with the characters "Crimson" and "Bright," stepped out.
"Yao Yunye, I didn't expect you to come as well."
A clear voice rang out as a group of disciples from the Crimson Bright Sect strode in confidently, their presence not weaker than that of the Purple-Robed Youth. A Hulking Youth's gaze flickered, and he laughed heartily.
"If Wang Chaoyang can come, why can't I, Yao Yunye?"
The Purple-Robed Youth retorted sharply.
The two clearly knew each other well, and the surrounding disciples from both factions appeared unfazed by their exchange.
Waving his hand as if uninterested in continuing this topic with Yao Yunye, Wang Chaoyang scanned the area and asked, "Elder Chen from Jincheng Sect hasn't arrived yet?"
"Elder Chen seems to be discussing something with your Elder Chu; he might be delayed," Yao Yunye replied calmly.
Wang Chaoyang nodded and fell silent, while the two groups quietly waited nearby.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the already shattered void trembled violently once more. Waves of overwhelming energy erupted from within.
Boom!
An incredibly noble foot stepped out from the broken void. As this foot landed, the entire ground seemed to tremble, followed by a powerful pressure.
The disciples of Jincheng Sect and Crimson Bright Sect present felt their expressions tighten, sensing the immense mental pressure that pinned them to the ground.
Bang!
Almost instantly, another white boot stepped out from the void above Crimson Bright Sect. The same overwhelming aura emanated from it, bringing with it a tremendous pressure.
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