The fire didn't reach 666 degrees Celsius, but the surrounding air temperature rose rapidly.

Tongsu was connected to it by blood and would not be injured, but at that moment, she felt that the temperature had probably reached several thousand degrees!

Was it just something it blurted out casually?

It's incredibly powerful!

"Don't panic, Miss! In the world of cultivation, science is the most unscientific thing!" 666 comforted her. "Foundation Establishment cultivators can fly on swords, Golden Core cultivators can travel through the air, Nascent Soul cultivators can move mountains and overturn seas, and Deity Transformation cultivators understand the void... A little firebird isn't that special."

Even so, it was still a little uneasy, while Tongsu accepted it calmly.

"That's true. It's the fire spirit of the Golden Crow Fire. The stronger it is, the stronger I become. It's a good thing."

Most importantly, with the Golden Crow Fire, a trace of spiritual energy finally appeared in Tong Su's parched and depleted meridians, allowing her to open her storage bag.

Of course, without spiritual roots, she still couldn't cultivate.

In this state, to explain using game terminology from Tong Su's previous life, it means that her level, experience, and skills have all been reset to zero, and only her inventory can be opened and used.

Tongsu took out a cloak and put it on to cover the torn back of her clothes, preparing to find a sheltered place to change her tattered clothes.

For some reason, Feng Yinyue did not take her Qiankun bag. Tong Su knew about the tradition of killing and robbing in the cultivation world, so as soon as she entered this body, she immediately stuffed the Qiankun bag into the storage space opened by the discount package.

This storage space is permanent, and she can use it no matter which world she goes to. It is a powerful tool for cross-world smuggling and reselling. It's just that the area is too small, only one cubic decimeter.

Now, it's just the right size to hold a magic bag.

The Demon Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts was not far from the Ziwei Heavenly Palace, and Tong Su could already see the entrance shrouded in demonic energy from afar.

It was a long abyss, like a scar suddenly etched on the vast and endless snowfield. It was pitch black and bottomless, with thick, gray-black demonic smoke swirling around it, making it impossible to see how far the abyss was or what lay on the other side.

Even from miles away, you could hear the fierce wails of ghosts and demons coming from below, each wails pounding against your eardrums, sharp and piercing, even making your heartbeat seem to slow down.

Tong Su now had no cultivation and was finding it increasingly difficult to breathe. The little firebird cried out in concern and spat out a ball of flame that surrounded her. The demonic energy immediately dissipated, and her breathing returned to normal.

"Thank you." She reached out and ruffled the bird's feathers, and the little flame excitedly chirped and jumped around.

At the edge of the Demon Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts, there are countless traces of magic left behind, which is the result of the great battle a few days ago when the Ziwei Heavenly Palace besieged Tian Xuanzi:

Water washed away, wind blew, lightning struck, fire burned... leaving deep craters in the ground, and a chilling, malevolent aura emanates from those who approach.

In the distance, there was a scorched red sword mark, nearly a hundred feet long and seven or eight feet wide, with spider web-like cracks extending for dozens of feet around it, splitting the snowfield open and scorching it like a crack in the earth!

A single sword shatters the heavens and earth, the setting sun scorches the desolate hills.

Those were the sword marks of the Crimson Nether Sword, which resounded throughout the righteous path!

"Senior brother? Senior brother? A-Tong is here! Say something to A-Tong!"

She cautiously approached the edge of the abyss, calling out Tian Xuanzi as she went.

With each step she took deeper, the fierce winds and demonic energy grew sharper. She could no longer take another step when she was still a few miles from the abyss.

Tong Su became increasingly worried.

If it's this terrifying outside, what will happen to Tian Xuanzi, who was knocked down and fell into the abyss?

[Miss, the Demon Lord can hardly hear you shouting from here. Don't go any further in!]