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From the mouth of Quan, the confirmation of his deduction came: the reason the Chaotic Land would disappear and shift was that the Demon Beast had swallowed the Chaotic Pearl. Under the erosion of the Chaotic Pearl, the Demon Beast would perish, and once it died, the Chaotic Land would reappear. The Chaotic Pearl posed a significant threat to both Demon Beasts and Cultivators, though this harm was largely due to their low Realm. If their Realm were higher, this minor chaotic power would have little effect, much like Quan himself; the Shell Pearl in his hand emitted no power at all.
"Boss, what do you think that guy wants with the Chaotic Pearl?"
"How would I know? He didn't say, and we dare not ask too much." Mo Wen wanted to inquire further but ultimately held back. Such a person was difficult to deal with; one wrong move could lead to his own annihilation. Just as Quan had said, aside from combat, the Lava Shell Pearl had no other use. The damage it inflicted was undeniable; even when sealing his senses from the chaotic power, he could only endure for an hour. Moreover, during battle, it was impossible to remain sealed off; every time he used the Shell Pearl, he felt as if he were on the verge of collapse.
"Boss, can we eat hot pot now?" Xiao Hei did not consider much; for him, eating was paramount.
"Not yet. We need to leave here first." They had just departed from Quan's territory and might still be within it; he did not want to linger under Quan's watchful eyes.
"Where are we going?"
"Let's head in the direction he indicated." In Quan's palace, he had exchanged ten trees for a clue about the Fire Lotus. Although he did not fully trust Quan, he had no other leads on the Fire Lotus besides what Quan provided. This journey would likely take over ten days. Quan admitted that he had also heard about it from the Demon Beasts. Mo Wen had his own judgment regarding Quan's range of activity; a water attribute spirit could not roam freely in a place filled with Fire Spirit Power. Without the cover of its artifact body, Quan could not survive there; spirit beings weakened and eventually vanished after leaving their physical forms. In short, if Quan could have left, he would have done so long ago since the Lava Sea was unsuitable for him.
"If all goes well, we should be able to get out soon." Mo Wen was unconcerned about Quan; his primary focus was on completing his task quickly and leaving this place behind—the world outside was vibrant and exciting. He had lost track of how long he had been in the Lava Sea and put away his timer, choosing not to dwell on time any longer.
In the distance, a circular sea surface with a diameter of about twenty miles showed thick Lava rolling like old syrup simmering in a pot. Bubbles rose from the Lava; as they rolled up to the surface, they grew larger until they suddenly burst. The exploding bubbles released jets of flames, transforming this area into a sea of fire. Accompanied by the popping sounds of bubbles bursting—“pop! pop!”—the heat radiated outwards for dozens of miles.
In the center of this sea of fire lay a section of Lava surface about ten miles in diameter that starkly contrasted with its surroundings. The rolling Lava here became unusually calm, almost as if it were solidifying. A chilling aura permeated this area, pushing away the heat from the fiery sea. The junction between the calm surface and the sea of fire resembled an invisible wall that abruptly severed both realms without any transitional zone—here truly existed a state where "one step further is bone-chilling cold, while retreating brings unbearable heat."
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