Perhaps because the ground was shaking, or because the air in the cavern was moving too quickly, the cobweb-like roots on the walls of the cavern were constantly trembling. With each tremble, a stone would drop from the ceiling, shattering the seemingly solid surface of the swamp. A flame would fly through the air and land on the walls, only to be devoured by the roots a few moments later.
This was an extremely simple and complete process, but it was also rather frightening. From a certain perspective, this was the Celestial Tree hunting.
The young man in the bamboo hat stood not too far from the swamp. He did not move, appearing very cautious.
After digesting the shock brought by the Celestial Tree roots, his attention fell on an even deeper place. He noticed that the roots of the Celestial Tree were bearing vermillion fruits about the size of a fist. Like the roots, these fruits did not fear the extreme heat of the magma, so they were probably some very precious object.
Then he heard a faint whistling sound coming from the deepest part of the swamp, followed by a similar sound coming from the cliffs at the top of the cave and the cave walls that were covered with black stone. It seemed to be some kind of echo, but it also sounded like a specific sound made by a specific object in a specific environment.
The entire underground cavern was extremely hot. Whether it was the roots of the Celestial Tree, the vermilion fruits, or the black rock walls, although there were no flames, it was easy to imagine that if something like paper or leaves fell into the cavern, it would definitely be burned into smoke in the shortest time possible.
And the source of this heat … the swamp formed from magma.
It was said that a solitary sun could not grow. Logically speaking, a scorching environment like this could not be preserved for long and would quickly crumble.
But the Wildfire of the Celestial Trees had been passed down in the Demi-human race for countless years.
His gaze fell on the black walls, gradually moving deeper. Although he could not see it with his own eyes, he could sense the existence of some object.
This object was very small in size, but it was spread over a vast area in the cavern. It was like some sort of fragment, and its temperature was extremely low, exuding an unimaginable chill.
The faint howl he had heard earlier was the sound of these frigid fragments clashing with the heat of the magma swamp.
What could be so cold that it could resist the Wildfire of the Celestial Trees?
He quickly found the answer.
These fragments were probably the crystallization of the Deep Freeze Dragon Breath of the Black Frost Dragons.
It was rumored that countless years ago, the Black Frost Dragons played an extremely important role in the founding of the Demi-human race. Even now, the entire demi-human race still worshipped the Black Frost Dragon as a god-like existence. This must be the reason.
If not for the Black Frost Dragon tribe's generosity, even selflessness, in providing so many Deep Freeze Dragon Breath crystals, even if the demi-humans had obtained nine Celestial Tree seeds as a sacrifice to the starry sky, they would not have been able to seal the underground Wildfire and transform the incomparably savage world of ancient times into the beautiful realm of the demi-humans.
After some time, the young man finished his observation and took a step toward the swamp.
It was a very simple step, but the ground began to tremble violently. The surrounding black stone walls began to warp and distort as countless strange rays of light shone from them. The cliffs at the top of the cave also became extremely chaotic. The roots of the Celestial Trees seemed to have come to life, twisting and stretching like snakes. It was an extremely bizarre sight.
Such a phenomenon naturally did not occur in the underground cave because he had taken a step forward. Instead, it was because some great existence had sensed his arrival.
As the ground quaked, more and more small stones began to fall from the ceiling, ultimately falling into the scorching swamp.
Many holes instantly appeared on the surface of the swamp that seemed to be congealed black oil, and several dozen streams of fire began to pour out of these holes one after the other.
The roots of the Celestial Trees in the cliffs at the top of the cave were unable to completely devour these descending flames in a short period of time, so the melted cliffs began to collapse even faster.
Countless stones rained down on the swamp while countless streams of fire sprayed into the air.
The entire underground cavern was filled with pillars of fire, weaving together and piercing through the ground. It was an abnormally magnificent and beautiful sight.
The surface of the swamp was completely cracked open, the hot lava revealing its terrifying true appearance. It was constantly roiling, like fruit pulp, or even more like blood, extremely bewitching.
This lava was the source of the Wildfire of the Celestial Trees. An unimaginably high temperature and pressure spread out in all directions.
Although the light smoke hanging from the edge of the bamboo hat kept it at bay, the young man still began to sweat uncontrollably. In a very short amount of time, his clothes were soaked through.
He took a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his brow. He still did not seem disheveled, but rather very calm.
The roiling lava exuded a terrifying heat, the Qi of the Wildfire enveloping the entire cavern. The countless pillars of fire seemed like some ancient sacrificial ceremony.
Within these pillars of fire and red light, one could faintly make out some sort of picture, and then these pictures constantly changed.
The young man's expression became abnormally grave as he stared at the pictures in the firelight. Even though he felt a stabbing pain in his eyes, he refused to blink.
These pictures began with a city and a tall mountain, and then a plateau in the middle of the mountain.
Then there were countless creatures, some common, such as elephants, lions, tigers, and wolves, while others were mystical, such as dragons and phoenixes. Then there were cows, sheep, geese, and horses.
The young man stared at these pictures, a startled expression on his face. "What sort of star is this?"
All these pictures ultimately vanished into the Wildfire.
The roiling lava parted like the sea, transforming into a platform shaped like a lotus.
An elder wrapped in animal hide and with long hair draped over his shoulders appeared on the platform.
This old man was obviously not real. He was just a projection of his mind.
The cavern was spacious and several hundred zhang high, but this elder seemed to be tens of thousands of zhang tall, standing between the heavens and the earth.
The young man stared at the elder in the Wildfire, his expression unprecedentedly solemn, his pitch-black eyes brimming with wariness.
The elder seemed like a true god, because from a certain perspective, he was a god.
He was the ancestral soul of the Demi-human race.
… …
… …
Beneath the other Celestial Trees, the ancestral souls of the Demi-human race also appeared.
Xuanyuan Po felt his body become abnormally heavy. Not daring to put up any resistance, he kneeled on the ground.
The other two demi-human experts were even worse off. They had already kneeled on the ground, their bodies trembling as if they might faint at any moment.
Xiaode's condition was a little better, but only a little better.
His face was pale, his eyes closed as he silently prayed, hoping to receive the blessing of the ancestral soul.
The young man did not kneel. He only silently gazed at the figure of the ancestral soul in the Wildfire, his thoughts inscrutable.
Suddenly, the ancestral soul opened its eyes.
Beneath the different Celestial Trees, the ancestral souls opened their eyes.
A ray of light seemed to break through the boundary between mind and matter, falling upon Xiaode, Xuanyuan Po, and the other two demi-human experts.
This ray of light also fell upon the young man.
His face was abnormally pale in the light, but his eyes were bloodshot. This was because he was very excited, even somewhat deranged.
"It really is Sacred Light!"
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