With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 821 - 611: Vile Demon, Burning Steel, God-Chosen of Purgatory!
In the blink of an eye, the scenery before Meng Chuan changed suddenly, and he fell into magma.
For a moment, he couldn’t figure out what was going on, so he didn’t hesitate to swim upward first.
As his thoughts moved, the magma around his body transformed into a shimmering blue light, undulating like waves.
While swimming, he simultaneously pondered what had just happened.
"As I was capturing Fang Jianxing’s soul into the Dharma Realm, Fang Jianxing threw a small flag into the air. Then a great red light burst forth, and I ended up here..."
Dharma Realm?
Could it be a tacit understanding, using the same tricks as him?
Upon examining his whole body and circulating his Spiritual Power, Meng Chuan realized it wasn’t the same thing.
His physical body was also here!
Could it be that the small flag was some kind of mysterious spatial artifact capable of trapping people?
Although Meng Chuan had never heard of such a treasure that could contain living creatures,
given the vastness of the world and the existence of the Cosmic Realm, it was certainly possible...
As his thoughts wandered, Meng Chuan realized that the surrounding magma was unusually thick. His perception could only extend about ten feet before being completely hindered, with no feedback coming back.
The shimmering waves surrounding him were just a tiny cluster, maintaining merely one-tenth of the external standard.
This meant that his control over the environment’s spiritual energy was limited to three feet.
Meng Chuan’s heart sank immediately.
Upon deeper sensing, he discovered that the magma was abnormal, and this space was similarly greatly distorted!
If not for the Fire Flame Body and his ability to manipulate the surrounding Fire Attribute energy into water flow,
he could barely sustain himself with his strong physical body, which he found inconceivable.
Keep in mind, at a common volcanic crater, he wouldn’t need to bother with anything, and could easily treat the magma pool as a waterbed to sleep on.
"The temperature is at least ten times that of the earthly lava, and its corrosiveness too..."
Meanwhile, as he floated upwards, he also saw large patches of skeletal remains and charred debris filled with fissures.
Scanning his vision, Meng Chuan didn’t see a single complete skeleton.
They were all scattered pieces, mixed with elements of both human and monster skeletons.
Presumably, these were the "predecessors" who had entered before him.
Having entered this world before, they couldn’t withstand the refining of the magma pool and died here.
Simultaneously, Meng Chuan speculated that many other "predecessors" lacked the strength, and their bones were far less resilient than those currently observed, leaving not even a single bone fragment...
Where is this place exactly?
Meng Chuan couldn’t help but feel curious.
By now, he had swum for quite some time, yet he had still not surfaced.
The view above remained pitch black, with bubbles like white foam ascending endlessly, where he couldn’t see the end.
Meng Chuan deeply suspected whether there existed some rule similar to spatial circulation here.
Was it impossible for him to float up?
The spatial characteristics here seemed to be an endless magma pool, engulfing both the physical body and infinite souls...
Pausing in place, he contemplated for a while and came up with a probing method.
A wisp of Demon Seed True Qi appeared at his fingertips and was pointed toward the void.
It was truly a void, as Meng Chuan’s finger seemed to pierce a paper sheet.
The flowing magma receded, revealing a coin-sized black hole.
Pale red ripples undulated and slowly closed, repairing the hole as Meng Chuan withdrew the Demon Seed True Qi.
Meng Chuan smiled slightly, at least he wouldn’t be trapped here.
Let’s try again.
Gathering his Tao Heart, his internal energy shifted as he transformed it into Thunder Dragon Demon-banishing True Qi, forming a thunder dragon that wandered around aimlessly attacking the surroundings.
Instantly, the nearby magma sprang to life, like sharks attracted by the scent of blood, fiercely encircling him, layer upon layer, completely engulfing his True Qi.
Let alone damaging the space; it was like a car engine submerged underwater, completely stalled.
He realized Demon Seed True Qi was still the most effective!
This space faced with "Divine Power" still fell short!
Meng Chuan didn’t believe this magma had no master, and Fang Jianxing couldn’t possibly hope to trap him with a single artifact; it was unrealistic.
Then...
To escape this magma: is it about breaking free from the artifact, or facing a challenge room like Mario confronting Bowser, the Great Demon?
Meng Chuan didn’t know, but he understood that staying here was consuming a huge amount of energy and stamina, and dragging it out there would inevitably affect his condition.
Once he figured it out, he didn’t hesitate any longer.
Spreading his fingers, he made a forceful swipe, tearing open a gap half the height of a person with black and purple currents.
Urging his Tao Heart, he maintained the surge of Demon Seed True Qi to suppress the spatial fissure from closing.
Meng Chuan pondered for a moment and then had an idea.
A thought flashed through his mind, and the Dragon Demon, bewildered by being woken, was directly pulled from his body and tossed into the fissure...
A dragon is raised for a thousand days, best used at a critical moment!
A pathfinder is needed. Even if Third Long dies, it can be reformed within him, so this task is its destined role...
Roar!
The Dragon Demon shrieked as it was thrown in. Seeing that it wasn’t blocked, attacked, or sliced by the fissure, he felt reassured...
Then issued the scouting command, Meng Chuan placed his perception on the Dragon Demon.
However, after a few breaths, he frowned and slowly reopened his eyes.
The perception... faced no attack, yet inexplicably broke the connection with the Dragon Demon.
His Heart Spirit scattered and delved into the fissure, returning unsuccessfully.
Forget it.
With that, Meng Chuan stepped forward into the fissure...
One way or another, he had to confront it. If he lingered in the magma, the pile of bones would be the only outcome.
Upon entering, he retracted the Demon Seed True Qi.
If there were unexpected entities waiting inside, they might be surprised by his presence.
Meng Chuan’s figure immersed within it, while the fissure behind him gradually closed, and the magma once again resumed flowing, covering all traces...
...
Sigh——
