Roar — —
An angry roar shook the nine heavens and ten earths. Countless mountains on the ground were overturned and collapsed. Thousands of ferocious birds and beasts were killed.
Before his voice had finished, the giant ape's enormous figure had already appeared above the cave. It looked down at Lin Xuan's tiny figure that was rushing downwards in a panic, its entire body surrounded by raging flames.
Although Lin Xuan's heart was filled with shock and fear, he did not retreat, nor did he stop.
He could no longer turn back. He could only go forward.
Ten miles, twenty miles, thirty miles …
Fifty miles, two hundred miles, three hundred miles …
As Lin Xuan continued to dive, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly. After reaching a depth of four hundred miles, he felt as if he was in magma. The surrounding heat was unbearable, almost melting his flesh.
As he continued to dive, Lin Xuan's body gradually reached its limit. Even if he used the precious power of lightning to protect himself, it was difficult to block out the terrifying heat.
But he did not stop.
At this moment, he was only relying on his unwillingness to give up. Once he gave up, he would instantly turn into charcoal, his body and soul destroyed.
Finally, with a single breath, he rushed to a depth of five hundred kilometers.
At this moment, the iron scales on his body had disappeared. His flesh had turned into ashes, rustling and falling, leaving only his skeleton.
Perhaps in the next moment, even his skeleton would turn into ashes.
"Haha, I was too impatient. Perhaps I should have come back in a hundred years. "
Lin Xuan was in complete despair. He laughed self-deprecatingly in his heart.
That's right, he was too impatient.
If he had another hundred years to improve his strength, he would definitely be able to dive deeper.
But, would he still be Lin Xuan after a hundred years? Perhaps he would have become a real Thunder Dragon Condor by then.
And this might be the original intention of the Dragons clan's powerhouses to leave behind this divine skill inheritance. This inheritance was meant to be passed on to the real Dragons clan's bloodline.
At this point, Lin Xuan had reached the end of the road, the end of his life.
However, just as Lin Xuan's consciousness was about to vanish, he suddenly saw a boundless sea of green flames below him. It caused his heart that was already on the verge of death to be instantly filled with hope.
In his line of sight, there was an endless sea of fire, surrounded by green flames, emitting a terrifying heat.
Lin Xuan's skeleton had already been reduced to ashes. Only his skull, which was the hardest part, was still sinking rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he had fallen into the depths of the sea of fire.
After entering the sea of flames, Lin Xuan suddenly felt that the terrifying heat around him had disappeared. He couldn't even feel the slightest bit of heat. Instead, there was a trace of coldness that seeped into his soul, making him feel as if he was in a lake in early autumn.
At this moment, Lin Xuan could no longer tell whether he was dead or alive.
Although his consciousness was still there, a dead Yin spirit could still have consciousness.
This question was actually not that important.
Lin Xuan clearly knew what he had to do.
In the center of the sea of flames, he used the heart of a martial artist to comprehend the mysteries of the Netherworld Fire …
In the depths of the earth's core, in the center of the endless Netherworld Fire, Lin Xuan had completely forgotten everything that had happened in the past. His entire body and mind were immersed in comprehending the Great Dao.
One year, two years, three years …
Ten years, twenty years, thirty years …
One hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years …
Lin Xuan had already forgotten where he was, who he was, and the passage of time …
Until a certain moment five hundred years later, where Lin Xuan's Spirit was, a small patch of Netherworld Fire suddenly condensed, revolving around his Spirit and transforming into a human figure.
After this flaming figure was born, it did not leave. Instead, it continued to condense the surrounding flames and strengthen itself.
As the endless Netherworld Fire condensed, the flames in the depths of the earth's core began to gradually decrease.
Unknowingly, a thousand years had passed.
The originally endless sea of flames had already completely vanished. And in the center of the sea of flames, a thousand foot tall Flame Ogre was quietly sitting cross-legged.
At a certain moment, the Flame Ogre opened its eyes and stood up from the ground. Then, it soared into the skies, flying towards the surface 600 miles away.
There was no doubt that this Flame Ogre was the manifestation of Lin Xuan's Spirit.
However, the current Lin Xuan had already forgotten everything that had happened in the past. Or, it could be said that he had already forgotten everything that had happened in his life.
There was only an obsession in his heart that supported him to do what he wanted to do.
Roar –
A deep and savage roar came from above, reverberating through the earth for a long time.
This was the Great Ape's voice. This voice was still soul-stirring, but at this moment, it contained a faint trace of anxiety.
The Flame Ogre ignored the Great Ape's warning. It rushed upwards, approaching the cave entrance.
But when it was less than ten miles away from the cave entrance, a towering and majestic Great Ape appeared in the skies.
The Great Ape quietly floated in the air, holding a thick stone club in its hands as it blocked the Flame Ogre's path.
"Go – back –"
The Great Ape transmitted a simple energy fluctuation.
The Flame Ogre's body paused, as if it was stunned for a moment. However, it quickly continued to charge forward, as if the Great Ape's warning had fallen on deaf ears.
The Great Ape was infuriated. It let out a roar and swung its stone club at the Flame Ogre.
The Flame Ogre did not dodge, nor did it counterattack. It only continued to charge forward, but it was coincidentally struck by the Great Ape's stone club.
The Great Ape was a Grade Six Desolate Beast. Its strength was astounding, and its club could destroy mountains and split seas. It was unstoppable.
However, the Flame Ogre was not destroyed by this club. Instead, the thick stone club was reduced to ashes the moment it approached the Flame Ogre, rustling as it fell to the ground.
Following that, the owner of the stone club, the Grade Six Great Ape, let out a shrill cry as it was burned to ashes by the Flame Ogre's high temperature. Both its body and soul were destroyed.
The Flame Ogre did not stop. It came to the surface and looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, a faint sense of confusion in its eyes.
However, it was only confused for a moment before it regained its indifference. It chose the southwest direction of the land and walked there.
Wherever the Flame Ogre passed, a scorching heat enveloped the land. Everything within a radius of a thousand miles was reduced to ashes. The ground cracked, the rivers dried up, and countless ferocious beasts, poisonous snakes, and insects died a violent death.
However, the Flame Ogre was indifferent to everything around it. Or it could be said that it did not have a heart.
It only followed its obsession and did what it had to do.
Following that, the Flame Ogre crossed mountains and ridges, burning through hundreds of thousands of miles of the Great Wilderness. Gradually, it came to the end of the southwest.
There was a huge mountain here that was tens of thousands of feet tall.
Looking from afar, the peak of the mountain was filled with dancing silver snakes of lightning. The sky was filled with thunderbolts, and the entire mountain peak was completely covered by lightning.
The Flame Ogre did not stop. It flew straight to the mountain peak, braving the endless lightning strikes. Gradually, it came to the highest point of the mountain, where the lightning was the densest and the power of lightning was the most terrifying. There, it sat down cross-legged.
Boom —
Rumble —
Bang, bang, bang —
Endless lightning exploded, bombarding the Flame Ogre's body. Sparks flew everywhere, but this was unable to shake the Flame Ogre's will.
The wind blew, the sun shined, the lightning struck, and the thunder boomed.
Day after day, year after year.
The Flame Ogre's hundred meter tall body gradually shrank and weakened under the ravages of time.
From a thousand feet tall, it gradually shrank to 900 feet, 800 feet … 300 feet, 200 feet …
Seven hundred years later, it could no longer maintain its human form. It had shrunk into a small cluster of green flames half a meter in size. It could be annihilated by the storm at any moment.
However, this still did not affect its pursuit of the Dao.
Finally, one day, when the flame was less than the size of a human head, a finger-sized wisp of gold was born in its heart.
This wisp of gold was dazzling to the eye, but it was also very strange.
At times, it was like a dancing flame, and at other times, it was like a bolt of lightning baring its fangs.
Not long after this wisp of gold was born, the lightning that filled the sky gradually gathered, providing nutrients for this wisp of gold.
When all the lightning above the mountain peak disappeared, this wisp of gold had already expanded into a two meter tall fireball of lightning.
Then, this fireball of lightning gradually turned into a human form, vaguely showing the outline of a tall and upright human youth.
"This should be the previous me. What was my name again? Sigh, I don't remember …"
…
Pagoda of Time, in the largest cultivation space on the second floor.
After an unknown number of years, the original ten meter thick layer of origin stones in this space, as well as the several origin stone spirit veins in the surroundings, had all turned into stone powder.
The master of this space had a naked body that was close to withered. Only his strong heart beat once every three days, as if it would shatter his body and jump out of his chest.
At some point, this body moved slightly, and soon after, it slowly opened its eyes.
This pair of eyes did not have any emotion or color. They were as cold and indifferent as a piece of cold iron.
He was silent for half a day. Then, his eyes began to move, and gradually, a trace of life appeared in them.
"Ho ho — I, Lin Xuan, am back …"
He seemed to want to laugh, but also seemed to have forgotten how to laugh. His face was dry and stiff, and his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper.
Fortunately, as his memory gradually recovered, he remembered the space of the ring in a corner not far away.
He took out bottles of pills and a large number of origin stones from the space, and began to nourish and recover his body.
At the same time, he calculated the time through the historical changes in the space of the ring.
In the end, he was surprised to find that from the time he went into seclusion until now, a full six hundred years had passed in the space of the ring.
In other words, he had been in seclusion for a full six hundred years.
Of course, because this was on the second floor of the Pagoda of Time, according to the time conversion ratio of one to one hundred in the universe, about six years should have passed in the outside world.
"Six years, six hundred years. Sigh, in that case, more than half of my lifespan has passed. "
"I've consumed so much lifespan, but I haven't made any progress in my cultivation. I've only comprehended a Divine Level Battle Skill. I don't know if it's worth it."
Lin Xuan could not help but feel emotional.
However, when he noticed that the origin stones he had prepared before going into seclusion had all been used up, he could not help but feel a lingering fear.
Regardless of the gains and losses, at least he was still alive.
If he had come back a few years later, the vitality of his physical body might have been extinguished, and he could only become a ghost.
"I've paid such a huge price. I hope the power of this Thunder Fire Divine Chain will not disappoint me …"
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