Boom! Boom!
Boom! Magma spewed out from the core as Yi Yun sat cross-legged in the magma pool. The dark golden magma went over his head, drowning him completely.
Not only did the magma burn and boil, it also contained violent pure Yang laws. It also contained heat toxins. Even Dao Palace realm warriors would be invaded by heat toxins if they immersed themselves in the magma for long periods of time.
And Yi Yun had a pure Yang body to begin with. He also had the Azure Wood Divine Tree in his body, so he could cleanse the heat toxins.
Therefore, he could sit in the magma pool without any qualms and absorb the pure Yang energy within.
Yi Yun had forcefully broken through to the Dao Palace realm. He had then burned his blood essence to kill the three from the Seven Star Dao Palace. If he did not quickly consolidate his cultivation realm, his foundation would be unstable. His future martial path would be affected as well.
The magma pool had an endless supply of pure Yang energy. It was the best place for Yi Yun to cultivate and recuperate.
At the same time, Yi Yun's Yuan Qi barrier enveloped Ling Xie'er.
A month had passed, but Ling Xie'er showed no signs of awakening. However, her spiritual body was a lot more condensed than before.
With fire nourishing fire, the Heretical God Fire Seed was a flame born from the Heaven and Earth. The magma Earth fire could naturally become her nourishment.
As Yi Yun cultivated, he constantly paid attention to Ling Xie'er's condition.
He had fused with the Heretical God Fire Seed, so he had a special connection with Ling Xie'er. He knew her condition like the back of his hand. Yi Yun's Yuan Qi barrier precisely controlled the amount of pure Yang energy in the magma, ensuring that it was always within Ling Xie'er's tolerance range.
Cultivation knew no time. Yi Yun immersed himself in cultivation, and in his free time, he would treat Ling Xie'er's injuries.
The people who knew that Yi Yun was here, other than Old Man Ji and company, were all dead. Yi Yun was not worried that anyone would disturb his seclusion. In the core, Yi Yun could hear the sound of magma surging all day, calming his mind for some baffling reason.
Yi Yun knew that the Clarity Pool Sword Sect's crisis had not been resolved. However, the Seven Star Dao Palace's four deputy palatial lords and a few Seven Star High Ambassadors had perished during the expedition to the Sun Burial Sandsea. The Seven Star Dao Palace had lost more than half its strength, so it was unlikely that they would be able to plot against the Clarity Pool Sword Sect.
Furthermore, the Clarity Pool Sword Sect had an ancient ruin's protective array. It would not be easy to crack it.
As for Ling Xie'er, her situation left Yi Yun worried. Ling Xie'er was a spiritual body. Her true body, the Heretical God Fire Seed, had already fused with him. However, her spiritual body was extremely weak. It was easier said than done for her to recover completely.
In the Sun Burial Sandsea, the rumbling thunder gradually disappeared from underground. The sand on the surface surged and soon, it covered up all the commotion. As for the warriors from the various large factions that came to seek treasures, they did not know what had happened in Sun Burial Sandsea. They were still searching through it.
As time passed, some martial artists found nothing for a long time and finally gave up. However, there were also people who, for various reasons, diligently searched, hoping for a miracle.
Even if they couldn't obtain the Yang Essence that caused the phenomenon, they could still find a few companions of the Yang Essence that could change their fates completely.
…
"Sixth Junior Sister, after another month of searching, bring Wu Xu and company back to the sect. I'll stay behind and continue searching."
In the Sun Burial Sandsea, about eight figures were walking through the yellow sand. Leading them was a middle-aged man. His body shimmered with faint Yuan Qi fluctuations, isolating him from the yellow sand and heat.
And behind him were about five young juniors. There were men and women, as well as a woman in her thirties dressed in a black dress. She was the Sixth Junior Sister that the middle-aged man had mentioned.
This group of people came from a small sect in the Myriad Divine Territory named the Red Cauldron Sect.
The Myriad Divine Territory and the Central State Divine Territory were neighbors. In between them was the Sun Burial Sandsea. The people from the Red Cauldron Sect had come from the other end of the Sun Burial Sandsea.
Ever since the phenomenon appeared in the Sun Burial Sandsea a year ago, the Red Cauldron Sect, like many other factions that came to the Sun Burial Sandsea to try their luck, hoping to find natural treasures to strengthen their sect. However, they ended up empty-handed.
The phenomenon that spanned half a million kilometers seemed to vanish in the past year. There had been no activity for a long time.
A few large factions decided to retreat. The reason was that they discovered that the Yang aura in the Sun Burial Sandsea had been weakening in recent months. They suspected that the treasure had escaped.
As for the treasure being obtained by others, they refused to believe it. Firstly, they refused to believe that anyone would have such an opportunity. Secondly, they had been searching the Sun Burial Sandsea diligently for the past year, but they had yet to see any treasure land appear.
As a result, the number of people gathered in the Sun Burial Sandsea decreased. Now, there was less than ten percent of its peak.
The middle-aged man and the Sixth Junior Sister had been practicing martial arts together for many years. They were friends who had gone through life and death together. Now, they were leading the Red Cauldron Sect's juniors on an expedition, with the intention of training them.
After an entire year without any results, the black-dressed woman had thoughts of giving up. However, when she thought of Sect Master's present situation, she shook her head.
"It's best we continue searching. Sect Master has been in a coma for ten years. His life is hanging by a thread. It's not a solution. We still need to find natural treasures to save Sect Master. Without Sect Master, a small sect like ours will be easily destroyed. "
If not for saving their sister, they would not have come to the Sun Burial Sandsea.
Upon hearing the black-dressed woman's words, the middle-aged man fell silent. As for the juniors they brought along, they revealed sad and uneasy expressions.
One of them, a girl dressed in a light yellow jacket, had her head lowered. Her eyes were slightly red.
Sigh, how tragic. Sect Master was in a coma and the sect was in peril. They had come to the Sun Burial Sandsea without any results …
"Junior Sister Ru'er, why are you crying again!?" A young disciple said loudly.
Ru'er hurriedly sniffled and shook her head. "I'm not …"
"Alright, alright." The middle-aged man looked at Ru'er and felt a little stifled. As the Martial Uncle, he could not hold up the sky for these young disciples.
"It's decided. We will continue searching this month," said the middle-aged man.
At that moment, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a tremor beneath his feet.
The Sun Burial Sandsea had been calm for a long time. The sudden tremors alarmed the Red Cauldron Sect group.
However, this time, the tremors showed no signs of stopping. On the contrary, an even stronger tremor came from deep underground.
Howl!
A sharp howl seemed to bore out of the earth's core. It was ear-piercing!
Instantly, the wind and clouds gathered in the sky, as though they were stirred by the howl.
"What's going on?" The middle-aged man hurriedly beckoned for the young disciples to fly into the air and stabilize themselves.
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