"No, there's always a way out!"
Li Qingshan glanced down and discovered that before he knew it, the landscape on the ground had already become completely different from the Green province. The lush vegetation formed a blue sea, covering the land that rose and fell with mountains and rivers. It was filled with a primitive, savage aura.
Huge, monstrous birds flew across the sky. The dense forest was shrouded in mist, and waves of Demonic Qi came from it. If daemons in the Green province were bold enough to fly through the sky and walk on the ground so openly, they would be butchered by cultivators very soon.
"Is this the Mist province already?"
Li Qingshan had been flying south-west the entire time. He had already crossed a distance of over five thousand kilometers now, entering the Mist province. The spiritual qi in the Ocean pearl was about to run out too, and his body was utterly exhausted. Killing intent loomed over him too.
After flying for a while longer, he suddenly saw a black pillar of smoke rush into the air. His eyes narrowed, and he saw mountains appear on the horizon. However, these mountains were very unusual. They were bare, without any vegetation, and they did not have peaks either. The black pillar of smoke originated from one of the mountains, and rivers of fire flowed out from the mouth of the mountain.
"It's a cluster of volcanoes!"
Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. He felt like a flash of inspiration had passed through his head, but he was unable to describe what the inspiration was.
The phoenix wings retracted backwards, leaving the astral wind layer. It streaked across the sky like a perfectly straight scarlet light, entering the erupting volcano. The flowing magma was scorching and dazzling. The phoenix wings became increasingly gorgeous amidst the blazing flames.
The Strength of the Earth began to come into effect. Power surged into his body, and the feeling of exhaustion vanished. Li Qingshan felt refreshed, but he dared not stop at all. He passed through the cracks and dove into the depths of the volcano.
Li Qingshan had the experience of cultivating underground. He used the Tremors of the Ox Demon skillfully and carved out a path through the cracks. The Phoenix's Scripture of Nirvāṇa also drastically reduced the damage the scorching heat and flames caused him. He could withstand the remaining damage with his ox hide.
Most importantly, even though the gushing seams also contained the underground magnetic force, it was not as powerful as the underground magnetic force. However, it was nowhere near as intense as it was underground. If he were underground, he would never be bold enough to dive into the magma.
As he expected, there was a large layer of magma beneath the active volcano. He continued to flee in the magma. As she flapped her phoenix wings, she gathered waves of fire spiritual energy and used the flames to wash away the ink stains on her body.
As expected. The speed at which the ink marks faded was much faster. However, the difference between his speed in the magma and flying in the astral wind was like the difference between a snail and a bird. He couldn't use his Wings of Wind to its fullest and he was also disturbed by the underground magnetic field.
For every moment he delayed, the Dragon King Of The Sea would close in on him.
After a while, they reached the end of the lava layer. He had to make a choice. He could either continue to stay in the lava and wash away the ink stains on his body or bet that he could wash away all the ink stains on his body before the Dragon King Of The Sea caught up to him. Otherwise, he would return to the ground and continue to use his speed to buy time.
But Li Qingshan was very clear. Regardless of the choice, he would not be able to escape the fate of the Dragon King Of The Sea catching up to him. At most, the latter would allow him to live a little longer.
What was the point of entering this sewing because of that inexplicable flash of inspiration? Was he supposed to waste some time for nothing, or was he supposed to just die in the flames and ask for a quick death?
… …
To the south-west of the volcanoes, hot springs of various sizes gurgled, giving off white steam. With a boom, a streak of fire rushed out of the hot springs. Li Qingshan rushed into the air once again, flying off in the south-west direction, towards the depths of the Mist province.
A while later, a black cloud swept past the volcanoes, directly heading towards the south-west.
The ink stains were cleaned away bit by bit until only a single patch remained. Li Qingshan's face was completely devoid of joy. Suddenly, he looked back, only to see a black line appear on the horizon. The black line rapidly expanded. A pair of dragon eyes that were as deep as ink locked onto him from over five hundred kilometers away.
He was currently flying at full speed. If he had remained where he was, the black line would probably have swept across the sky in the blink of an eye.
Li Qingshan looked back ahead and clenched his fist. The moment of life or death was about to arrive!
Of course, all that could be decided was his own life or death.
As a result, he stopped fleeing and threw himself towards the boundless ground. With a boom, the ground shook. Countless towering trees were torn to pieces and blown away, allowing sunlight to shine down on his face. A pair of scarlet eyes gazed at the distant sky. The black clouds blotted out the sky and pressed down heavily. A mountainous dragon head hung down, staring at him.
There was no hysterical hatred, nor was there any surging killing intent. It was like a god looking down on the ants of the common people.
Li Qingshan faced it head-on proudly and rose up from the ground. Ten meters, fifteen meters, thirty meters, sixty meters, a hundred and twenty meters!
There was no panic from being driven into a corner. There was no fear from the arrival of death. There was only surging battle intent.
"You've done something you shouldn't have done!"
The Dragon King Of The Sea was not in a hurry to attack. He opened his mouth and said. His voice was like the clouds in the sky, mighty and boundless. Within a radius of a thousand miles, all humans and beasts looked blankly at the sky if they had a bit of intelligence. The existence that was too huge and beyond their understanding had instead lost the ability to fear. And the more powerful the demon and cultivator, the more they could feel the trembling from the soul.
"Since you've already done it, there's nothing to be said about whether I should or shouldn't. Come on! "
Li Qingshan opened his arms. His wings were glorious and he was in high spirits. He said,
"Come on!"
The Dragon King Of The Sea seemed to be a little surprised by his courage or stubbornness. He felt the pull of fate in the unseen world and was momentarily speechless.
Without waiting for the Dragon King Of The Sea to respond, Li Qingshan flapped his wings and soared into the sky. The closer he was to the Dragon King Of The Sea, the more he could feel the strong pressure.
There was really no chance of winning this battle. He would definitely die!
He smiled and swung his fist at the dragon's head!
A few droplets of ink tore through the air, but he was already powerless to dodge right now, so he did not bother dodging at all. His body began to burn. First it was the glorious wings on his back, followed by his scarlet hair that was like fire. His blood brimming with vitality also turned into flames, seeping through his skin and igniting everything, turning into a magnificent ball of flames.
Like a comet of fire, he rushed into the sea of clouds that blotted out the sky!
Flash! Extinguish …
… …
In the main hall of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga.
Little Ann and the buddha buddha sat before each other in silence, striking the wooden fish.
Thump, thump, thump, thump …
The steady, unchanging sounds of the wooden fish seemed like it could last for a thousand years. The ancient buddha buddha would remain the same even after ten thousand years.
Thump! The wooden fish shattered!
Little Ann suddenly looked back. She felt a sense of fear, which appeared on her beautiful face. Ever since she entered the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, she had never spoken to anyone under the name of practising silent meditation. Now, she cried out involuntarily.
"Qingshan!"
… …
The firelight flickered in the sea of clouds before dimming and extinguishing very soon. The dark clouds in the sky gathered together, turning into a man in ink-green robes. He stood there with his hands behind his back, sinking into his thoughts.
Everything returned to normal. He had already avenged himself, except he did not see the daemon core or any other items. There should have been an Asura Field among them.
This was nothing strange. He knew he was dead for sure, so he obviously did not want to let the enemy take advantage of him. He had probably abandoned them along the way!
If a Soul Nascence cultivator's soul nascence had fled, there was still a chance for them to be reborn, but a mere daemon core was useless. Their bodies had been completely destroyed, and even their souls had been incinerated in the flames.
"North Moon is already dead!"
The Dragon King of Ink Sea was certain of this. It was not to the extent where he could not even tell the difference between his original body and his clone. He could clearly feel that in the unseen world, that sliver of fate had been severed. Although there were still some parts that he could not see through, who could completely understand fate? Perhaps only the gods and buddhas of the Nine Heavens could achieve that! It was also possible that they could not. He had no way of knowing about this.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that according to his senses, North Moon had once slowed down in a cluster of volcanoes. It was very likely for him to have left the daemon core and items there.
The Dragon King Of The Sea returned to the volcanoes and spread his soul sense to search around, diving deep into the magma. The further down he went, the stronger the interference from the underground magnetic field became. In the end, he found nothing, so he no longer bothered himself. He turned into a black dragon and vanished into the horizon.
A daemon core and an Asura Field had never mattered to him in the first place.
Unbeknownst to the Dragon King Of The Sea, as long as his soul sense penetrated another five kilometers or so underground, he would be able to find a daemon core. However, at that depth, the double interference from the underground magnetic field and the magma made it impossible for even a powerful Demon King to use his soul sense as he wished. Unless the Dragon King Of The Sea was willing to go down and search for it himself, but under the circumstances where his senses were suppressed to the extreme, this was also not an easy task.
Thus, the daemon core floated quietly in the blazing magma. Not far away, the ownerless Asura Field emitted a ring of bloody light, protecting itself from the damage of the magma.
Not long ago, Li Qingshan was in the magma, trapped in a dilemma. He was trying his best to pursue that ray of inspiration in his mind.
Amidst the roiling flames, he instinctively circulated the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra. The fire spiritual energy he absorbed flowed through his body and finally gathered on the daemon core.
At this moment, the tenth innate ability that he had never been able to understand suddenly appeared before his eyes. It was actually in a state where he could actually understand and use it.
Li Qingshan's mind shook. "So this is the phoenix's innate ability!"
Legend had it that whenever a phoenix's lifespan came to an end, it would throw itself into the fire and turn into ashes, obtaining rebirth from the blazing flames. The world called this "nirvana", symbolizing immortality. The full name of the Phoenix Transformation was the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra!
Thus, when he left and continued to flee, he left the daemon core and the Asura Field in the magma. At the same time, he stored the Ocean Pearl, demon heart, Divine Talisman of Great Creation, and even the Water God Seal and hundred treasures pouch in the Asura Field.
Under his control, the daemon core and the Asura Field sank into the depths of the magma.
In the instant that Li Qingshan turned into flames and burned to ashes, the daemon core flashed with light, then quickly retracted.
Only now did it start to shine again, emitting rings of scarlet light. They gathered the roiling flames and slowly began to spin.
The daemon core spun faster and faster, the scarlet flames gradually becoming more tangible, turning into a fiery phoenix egg.
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