Boom! The Inferno Qilin statue's head fell to the ground.
Miao Yi jumped down as well. Using his saber, spear, and sword at the same time, he grabbed hold of the 'head' and frantically dug at it.
Miao Yi was busy preparing his escape tools. He had every reason to suspect that something was going to happen to this palace. First, the twelve flame lamps had gone out, and then the entire palace was acting strangely.
Of course, this was only his suspicion. However, there were already signs of trouble ahead of time, so he had no choice but to make preparations. He didn't want to perish along with the Supreme Fire Palace, so it was better to leave this place first.
After nearly two days of hard work, the crystalline Inferno Qilin statue's head was finally hollowed out. Even though it was a little rough, it was enough to cover Miao Yi's body.
Miao Yi tested the suitability of the shell, then stowed it away. Then, he quickly took out a large chain and modified it.
Once he was done, he stored it away in his storage ring. Then, he leaped onto the back of the headless Qilin statue and flew up to the roof of the palace.
Standing at the highest point of the palace, Miao Yi looked up at the rolling fiery clouds above, then back at the Supreme Fire Palace beneath his feet. He seemed a little reluctant to leave.
This place was simply too suitable for his cultivation. Over the past eight months, he had refined another six hundred or so Orbs of Will. Currently, his daily rate of refining Orbs of Will had already reached three orbs. If he were to refine another two thousand orbs, he would probably be able to break through to Blue Lotus Second Grade by the time the Subjugation Crusade ended. That was because the rate of cultivation in this place was constantly increasing.
If he were to leave this place to cultivate, then his daily Orb of Will refinement would temporarily be stuck at three orbs a day. He would have to cultivate for another two years before he could break through to Blue Lotus Second Grade. By then, the Sea of Constellations Subjugation Crusade would have ended long ago.
Hence, Miao Yi really couldn't bear to leave this place. Seeing that the floating Supreme Fire Palace seemed to have stabilized, he jumped down from the roof and entered the palace once more.
However, when Miao Yi looked at the mess he had made in the Supreme Fire Palace, he felt a chill run down his spine. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to repair the damaged walls even if he wanted to. If Supreme Yao Lord Lie Huan were to see this... If Supreme Yao Lord Lie Huan were to find out about this, he would probably use the cruelest methods to kill him. If he didn't leave now and get away from this place, he would have to wait until the Subjugation Crusade ended. By then, he wouldn't be able to get far if the Supreme Yao Lord gave the order.
Not to mention, the twelve flame lamps had already been extinguished. His cultivation speed wasn't that fast anymore. If he didn't leave now, when would he leave?
Let's go! Miao Yi turned around and left the palace without hesitation. He flew up to the roof and leaped several dozen meters into the air. With a fierce swing of his hand, an iron chain shot upwards, piercing through the rolling fire clouds. With a "ding", the spearhead stabbed into the cave wall above.
As he soared into the air, Miao Yi casually pulled on the dangling iron chain and used the momentum to leap up once more. As he neared the roiling cloud of fire, the Qilin sculpture's head was pulled out and covered him as he charged straight into the cloud of fire.
In such a short period of time, the iron chains in the fire clouds had already turned red. It was obvious that they would melt soon.
But to Miao Yi, this bit of time was more than enough. He wasn't afraid of the red-hot iron chain. Midway, he only grabbed it and used it as leverage to reach the top of the cave wall. His five claws were like hooks. As long as there was a place for one of his hands to borrow strength from, he would be fine. He grabbed the Qilin's head and quickly climbed towards the exit. The iron chain had already melted and fell to the ground.
As he rushed to the exit, Miao Yi still had a lingering fear of the fire dragon. He slowed down his speed and climbed up slowly. If there were any mishaps, he would immediately jump down to the round plate below.
In the end, the results confirmed his careful and repeated verification. The fire dragon didn't appear again. And the roiling flames always maintained a certain distance from the Qilin's head.
Like a snail with its shell, Miao Yi quickly climbed up the stone wall. No matter how he looked at it, he looked a little like a thief.
He wouldn't have known if he hadn't experienced it. Only after experiencing it did he realize that the flames sealing the entrance were actually a thousand meters long. Miao Yi couldn't imagine how he had survived when he fell down.
Without even seeing the scene of the Flaming Blade in the middle of the entrance, a crystal clear Qilin head appeared on the stone wall at the edge of the treacherous spinning flame, as if a Fire Qilin had emerged from the fire.
After escaping from the sea of flames, Miao Yi immediately increased his speed and climbed up. Not long after, he carried the Qilin head and leaped to the top of the volcano. He plucked off the head and emerged. Standing at the top of the mountain, Miao Yi looked around excitedly and took a deep breath. He had finally made it out alive.
After staying in the Supreme Fire Palace for so many years and looking at the sea of flames, he had finally been reborn. No matter how desolate the world before him was, it was still a beautiful sight to behold!
He turned around and was about to toss the Qilin head back into the sea of flames when he realized that it was indeed a good item. He might come in handy in the future, so he kept it in his storage bangle.
Since he was already out, he shouldn't stay here any longer! Miao Yi quickly scanned his surroundings and found a direction. He then flew down the mountain, intending to get as far away from this place as possible.
He wanted to get out of this mess, but little did he know that the people from the Western Constellations Palace surrounding the astrolabe weren't interested in a white dot. Not to mention, the terrain on the astrolabe was a condensed version. If he didn't deliberately zoom in, they wouldn't be able to determine his exact location. Otherwise, it would be wishful thinking to get out of this mess …
Back on the plains, Charcoal was currently napping in the thick grass on top of a mound, his tail wagging leisurely. Below the mound were tens of thousands of dragon steeds strolling leisurely.
Suddenly, Charcoal abruptly opened his eyes and stood up, gazing into the distance. His hooves were restless as he snorted incessantly.
The leisurely dragon steeds below raised their heads one after another, wondering what had happened to their 'king'.
"Harrumph …" Charcoal suddenly raised his front hooves and stood up, pawing his two front hooves in excitement.
As his front hooves landed on the ground, Charcoal turned around to look at his ten thousand subordinates. Then, he suddenly leaped down and ran towards the leader of the dragon steeds he had once defeated. He snorted at it twice and chased it to the mound he had been on earlier.
This mound, which was the most comfortable for him to lie on, had already become Charcoal's' throne '. Normally, he wouldn't allow any other dragon steeds to occupy it. But now, he had chased the former leader of the dragon steeds onto the mound.
As a dragon steed, Charcoal naturally knew how dragon steeds communicated with each other.
"Harrumph …" Facing the flock of dragon steeds, Charcoal once again raised his hooves and neighed fiercely towards the sky.
As soon as his hooves landed on the ground, he immediately turned around and galloped away. Like a lone wolf galloping across the plains, he decisively abandoned his own kind and galloped away like the wind.
His dormant mysterious bloodline had already glowed with new life, and he no longer had any interest in this most primitive of lifestyles.
Lying in the wilderness and enduring the harsh weather as a useless dragon steed was no longer suitable for him. He longed to once again lie under exquisite eaves and be the company of highly intelligent cultivators.
In this wilderness, enjoying the worship of tens of thousands of his own kind was meaningless to him. He longed to gallop across the bustling cities and official roads. Those commoners would kneel at the side and worship him like a 'god'.
In this wilderness, competing with his own kind and fighting with wild beasts was no longer enough for him. He longed to put on his armor and gallop across the battlefield where transcendence energy surged and killed. That kind of battlefield, which was born for the sake of killing, always made his blood boil and made him feel as if he possessed endless power.
His dormant mysterious bloodline had already awakened, and he was no longer willing to be mediocre. He knew what could make him stronger, and there were no Yao Cores in this wilderness that could provide him with them.
He longed to compete with spiritual beasts that were even stronger than dragon steeds. When even the Crystal-Armored Hurricane Beast couldn't catch up to him at full speed, the thrill of conquering was something he couldn't experience on this plain. In fact, there wasn't even a single opponent here that could make him go berserk.
It felt that the unstoppable comrade who had donned the armor and charged forward together with it had appeared. It had been waiting for him here for a long time, and he had finally come out.
He didn't want to be confined to this small island, because he could run even faster than the Crystal-Armored Hurricane Beast!
On the other hand, his own kind enjoyed this kind of mediocre life. Hence, he abandoned his own kind without any hesitation and left like the wind. There was a wider world waiting for him out there.
"Gurururu …" Tens of thousands of dragon steeds sneezed incessantly as they stared blankly at the figure of their 'king' leaving by himself. They were very confused, unable to understand why their 'king' would give up the 'throne'. This was something that countless dragon steeds were envious of. Why would their 'king' give up such a comfortable life …?
Miao Yi carried a lamb leg in his hand as he flew. The lamb leg was sizzling with oil, and the droplets of oil fell to the ground, giving off smoke.
Miao Yi was already quite a distance away from Skyfire Mountain, but he still hadn't made it out of the mountain's perimeter. The temperature here was perfect for roasting food. He didn't even need to start a fire. Soon enough, he had roasted a lamb leg until it was golden and fragrant.
He hadn't eaten for more than eight months. Once he moved, his body was indeed a little weak, so he took the opportunity to nourish himself.
When it was almost done, he took out a jar of wine. He placed the leg of lamb in front of his mouth and chewed on it. Then, he picked up the wine jar and drank a mouthful of wine. It tasted really good.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he tossed the food aside and maintained a constant speed as he flew forward.
Just as he was about to leave the wasteland and reach the desert, he suddenly heard the faint sound of galloping hooves. Alarmed, he quickly turned around and saw a dragon steed galloping towards him from his left.
Miao Yi immediately rubbed his palms together. He was just in need of a mount, and he didn't expect one to come knocking on his door. 'Catch it! I can't let it go!'
However, when he saw the dragon steed's appearance, Miao Yi was stunned by its familiar aura. He muttered to himself, "Is … is that Charcoal?"
'Who else could it be other than Charcoal?!' When Charcoal ran up to him and neighed, he laid down beside him and rolled around happily. Tears welled up in Miao Yi's eyes.
He didn't think that Charcoal would still be alive after so many years. He didn't think that Charcoal would be able to cross such a vast and treacherous ocean to find his way here. He didn't think that Charcoal wouldn't abandon him after so many years.
Miao Yi was shocked to see the crisscrossed scars on Charcoal's body. He could tell at a glance that Charcoal had gone through unimaginable dangers to find his way here.
"Damn fatty! Get up!" Miao Yi kicked Charcoal's butt.
Charcoal quickly got up. Miao Yi flipped onto his back and stroked Charcoal's mane. Then, he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Damn fatty! We're all alive. We'll definitely make it back alive too. Let's go! "
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