This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Two figures rose into the air from atop a lush, verdant mountain peak.

"This?!" Lu Qingshan, suspended high in the sky, was slightly astonished by the peculiar sight before him.

As far as the eye could see, the world inside this Longevity Whale seemed to be split into two starkly distinct parts.

The mountain peak where he was teemed with vitality and life, wild grass as lush as a carpet, wildflowers fragrant.

To his west lay an unbroken chain of vast, deep mountains.

The lush colors stretched to the end of his sight, akin to an endless green ocean.

A slight gust of wind would raise massive green tidal waves, hundreds of feet high, sweeping from afar to nearby, a spectacular sight to behold.

But to his east lay a world blanketed in charred black, a boundless world of molten lava.

Gazing into the distance, one could see towering volcanoes in that molten world piercing the clouds.

From every crater, billowing plumes of gray smoke flowed without pause, merging into a continuous expanse of gray fog.

Even from a considerable distance, he could still feel the gloom and scorching heat emanating from it.

Interestingly, the mountain peak where he stood served as the boundary, neatly dividing the world into one of red and green, one of life and death—two opposing realms.

"Why has the smoke from that volcano stopped?" Qin Yitian pointed suddenly at the chain of volcanoes in the molten world.

Lu Qingshan followed the direction Qin Yitian was pointing.

Indeed, within that range of volcanoes, one of them had gradually ceased its activity, no longer releasing gray smoke, creating a stark contrast with the other volcanoes.

Lu Qingshan's gaze suddenly sharpened, a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Let's go over and take a look!"

In such unfamiliar territory, without any clues, they naturally needed to find a breakthrough.

And this volcano, having undergone a significant change, was very likely that breakthrough.

...

Lu Qingshan summoned the Green Wind Sword given by Zang Xiaojian, not minding the consumption of his Spiritual Power, and rapidly soared through the air at an extremely fast speed.

Hissss!

The sound of the wind whooshed by on both sides.

With his Primordial Spirit Sword Control Technique elevated to a very high level, Lu Qingshan's speed of Sword Control now even surpassed that of the escape techniques of most Golden Core Cultivators.

Initially, Lu Qingshan was worried that Qin Yitian would not be able to keep up with his speed, but Qin Yitian transformed into a streak of red mist, maintaining a speed parallel to his with a calm and effortless appearance, evidently still having plenty of strength to spare.

...

Once they crossed the boundary that divided the two worlds and entered the molten world, waves of searing heat continuously assaulted them, baking Lu Qingshan.

A sharp, pervasive sulfur smell also assaulted their senses.

The ground was crisscrossed by rivers of magma, with fiery red lava flowing slowly within, resembling veins branded upon the land.

Additionally, there were numerous magma pools of various sizes randomly distributed across this vast molten world.

Sizzle!

Every so often, gigantic bubbles emerged from within the magma, following with a faint sound, they burst immediately, vigorously ejecting molten lava, akin to splendid fireworks.

"Phew..." Lu Qingshan let out a breath, turned his head to glance at Qin Yitian, who had been following by his side.

But this glance instantly left Lu Qingshan somewhat astonished.

Despite the high temperature here, which even as a Foundation Establishment Cultivator he found slightly uncomfortable, Qin Yitian was notably composed.

He could even feel that Qin Yitian's mood seemed somewhat joyful at the moment.

"Don't you feel hot?" Lu Qingshan couldn't help but ask.

"Not at all," Qin Yitian shook his head, squinting his narrow phoenix eyes as he softly reminded, "However, you might not have noticed, but I can feel that ever since we entered this world, the temperature here has been continuously dropping."

"The temperature is dropping?" Lu Qingshan frowned, pondering, "I wonder if this is a normal phenomenon here, or... due to some external factors."

If it was due to external factors, then it was highly likely related to Xue Zhuyong, Mo Yan, or the Jiaolong Demon King, who had entered this world before.

....

Elsewhere.

Under the Flame of Life, the wounds on Mo Yan's body gradually healed, and his breath also steadied.

Xue Zhuyong finally let go of the worry that had been weighing on his heart.

Although it was somewhat mysterious, under the powerful influence of the Flame of Life, Mo Yan had already left his previous near-death state and returned to his peak condition.

However, Xue Zhuyong only relaxed for a brief moment.

Because, after returning to his peak state, the aura emanating from Mo Yan's body continued to rise, becoming stronger and more dominant.

A terrifying fluctuation began to brew within Mo Yan, and in the surrounding space, a strong Spiritual Power gathered.

A dense Spiritual Power storm whipped up above Mo Yan's body.

Xue Zhuyong was familiar with this scene, having experienced it himself years ago.

This was the state of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator beginning to condense a Golden Core.

Yet Xue Zhuyong's heart, which had just settled, tightened once again.

Considering Mo Yan's talent of achieving such cultivation at a young age, the small task of condensing a Golden Core should not have been a problem.

But the current situation was that Mo Yan was still in an unconscious state, not awake.

Xue Zhuyong had never heard of anyone condensing a Golden Core while unconscious.

He frantically called Mo Yan's name over and over and even exerted pressure in an attempt to awaken him.

But all these efforts proved to be futile.

As Xue Zhuyong worried, Mo Yan began to unconsciously absorb the Spiritual Power around him voraciously.

The dense Spiritual Power swarmed into Mo Yan's body.

And at that moment, in Mo Yan's previously empty Dantian, a vortex made up of Spiritual Power and the red and blue Netherfire appeared, rotating continuously.

Even more bizarre was that the newly entered Flame of Life, sitting cross-legged inside Mo Yan's Dantian, was stirring and manipulating something with both hands.

Upon closer inspection, one could be surprised to find that the vortex was actually being controlled by the Flame of Life.

As the Spiritual Power in the surrounding space of Mo Yan began to create a vacuum, the Flame of Life's small hands suddenly shook.

The vortex of Spiritual Power and Netherfire rotated rapidly and compressed. Find your next read at empire

A moment later, the massive vortex imploded into a very small point and then immediately expanded into a Golden Core the size of a broad bean.

The Flame of Life, like an Alchemist, used Mo Yan's Dantian as a furnace and the Cold Spirit Fire and Red Lotus Fire as materials, forcibly creating a Golden Core for Mo Yan.

Perhaps it could not be called a Golden Core, because there were no usual markings on this Golden Core that would distinguish its quality.

Moreover, this Golden Core was not gold but an incredibly dazzling red and blue, and its surface was enveloped in a thin mist of fire!