"Just, it's that simple, just kill it?" Aruba said to himself in disbelief.

Xu Feng glanced at him and said, "You can rise from the ashes, but Barto is an undead creature, how could he be killed like this? As far as I know, there is a kind of undead creature called a lich, and its soul lives in the phylactery. If the phylactery is not destroyed, it can be resurrected infinitely!"

"Do you think that with the strength of the God of Death Barto, he would have similar means?" Xu Feng asked Aruba.

Aruba's face turned red. The previous scene was so shocking that it gave him the illusion that Barto had been completely destroyed.

"Look at those undead creatures. They are all controlled by the god of death Baator. If Baator was really dead, would they be like this now?" Xu Feng said, pointing to the undead creatures with flames burning all over their bodies outside the Fire Temple.

At this time, the undead creatures were still on guard, staring at the sky with eager eyes, as if they were ready to fight at any time.

If the god of death Baator was really killed, these undead creatures would definitely not have such morale and would have fled in all directions long ago.

"Let's go into the Fire Temple. If Bato is not dead, he must be in the Fire Temple!" Aruba said with a sigh.

The two soon arrived in front of the Fire Temple, and the undead creatures that had been surrounding the temple began to swarm towards them like a tide.

Their skeletons made a sharp crackling sound, as if countless tiny pieces of glass were rubbing against each other, which was creepy. And from nowhere, blazing flames appeared on their bodies, which was terrifying.

These Flame Skeleton Guards are qualified to guard the Flame Temple, so they are naturally powerful. They are all realm-level warriors with BOSS templates. If you want to get close to the Flame Temple, you need at least a team of forty high-level apostles to lure out these Flame Skeleton Guards one by one and slowly eliminate them before you can enter the Flame Temple.

However, in front of Xu Feng and Aruba, two domain-level powerhouses, the strength of these Flame Skeleton Guards was not enough. The two of them were like full-level characters running to the novice village, killing each one with one sword. In just a few minutes, they killed all the hundreds of Flame Skeleton Guards around them.

These fire skeleton guards dropped some lower-grade holy materials. Aruba took a look, curled his lips, and showed a look of disdain and disgust on his face. However, Xu Feng collected all the trophies with a smile.

Aruba doesn't think highly of these materials, but if you take them back to the real world, any piece of material will cost tens of millions or even hundreds of millions. If converted into spirit stones, it can be worth dozens of low-level spirit stones.

Even though Xu Feng has become a domain-level powerhouse, the things in the bones of the Secret Realm Apostle have not changed.

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The two bronze doors of the Fire Temple are thirty or forty meters high, and each weighs more than a hundred tons. The doors are inlaid with countless mysterious runes, flashing with mysterious light, like winding dragons circling and dancing on the doors.

The bronze carvings on the two doors were lifelike and lifelike, as if they could appear on the doors at any time. The raging flames seemed to be burning in front of the doors, and the blazing fire lit up everything around them red. The smell emanating from the bronze doors was rich and heavy, the smell of death.

It was originally the holy temple of the Fire Clan, but now it has been transformed into a temple of the dead by the God of Death Baator, which made Aruba's face look very ugly.

Aruba stretched out his hands and pushed hard on the bronze door;

Boom! The bronze door made a dull crashing sound. The bronze pattern on the door trembled slightly under his strength, as if it could be pushed open at any time. Aruba pushed again, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he used all his strength to finally push the bronze door open a crack.

At this time, Aruba was naked from the waist up, revealing his strong muscles and chest covered with tattoos. At the moment the bronze door was pushed open, a ghostly breath suddenly rushed over him, and his skin was immediately covered with a layer of dark shadows. Death spots began to spread on his skin, like a corrosive demon wreaking havoc on him.

Aruba suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if hundreds of needles were pricking his body. He let out a painful roar, and the fire field was instantly unleashed. The raging flames burned and covered his entire body.

"Open it for me!" At this time, Aruba's whole body was burning with flames, and he had some of the style of a fire giant. With a low roar, he pushed open the two bronze doors. The scene in the hall of the Fire Temple was in the sight of the two of them.

The door was pushed open, and a wave of heat followed. The scene of the Flame Temple Hall unfolded before their eyes, dazzling. The huge torches lit up the entire hall, making the patterns and sculptures on the walls more lifelike. Deep in the hall, a lava pool emitted strong heat, as if it was about to melt everything around it.

Above the lava pool, a huge flame heart floated in the air. This was the sacred object of the Flame Clan, the Flame Heart! At this moment, the Flame Heart was beating continuously, like a living heart, and its tiny pulse seemed to be telling some unspeakable secret. The red flames like the licking of the flames' tongues sometimes jumped up violently, and sometimes licked the air slowly. Its heat, like an invisible force, permeated everything around, making people feel bursts of heat involuntarily, as if the whole world was shrouded by it.

It was just a pity that the Heart of Flame had been eroded by the breath of death by two-thirds, like a flower devoured by decay, losing its original brilliance and vitality. The residual heat of the Heart of Flame was still emitting a weak temperature, as if it was constantly resisting the erosion of death, but such a line of defense would probably be completely broken soon. Even so, it still persisted, unwilling to dissipate in this world.

"Heart of Fire!" Aruba looked at the holy object floating above the lava pool with a look of pain in his eyes. This was the holy object of the Fire Giants, but now it was defiled by the God of Death Baator. When the breath of death completely eroded the Heart of Fire, its properties would change completely, from a holy object of the Fire Giants to a Hallow of Death.

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"He wants to take the final step by eroding the Heart of Fire!" Aruba looked at the eroded Heart of Fire and immediately understood the plan of the God of Death Barto.

Xu Feng stared at the Heart of Flame and his heart suddenly sank. Among the inheritances that Aruba had taught him about the Evolutionary Holy Body, the most crucial one was the Heart of Flame. Now that the Heart of Flame had been eroded, he wondered if he could still forge the Evolutionary Holy Body.

"Aruba, can the Heart of Fire still be used?" Xu Feng couldn't help but ask.

"No problem!" Aruba nodded and said, "As long as the Heart of Flame is not completely corroded, as long as we clear away the power of death, the Heart of Flame can be used again!"

"This is the sacred object of our fire giant clan. We must not let it be defiled by the power of death!" Aruba said firmly.

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(End of this chapter)