In the deathly aura of the ruins, a portal of light suddenly opened, revealing the figures of a man and a woman.
"Is this the so-called ancient battlefield?"
The man looked around and, finding no danger, casually remarked, "There is indeed an indescribable sense of vicissitude about him."
The man and woman were Shen Qian and You Ling, who had just left the battlefield of the Eighth Heaven.
With the help of the inexhaustible source of spiritual energy, Shen Qian was unstoppable on the Eighth Heaven battlefield. By the time he left, he had killed more than a hundred Divine Realm experts.
Whether it was due to quantitative change leading to qualitative change, or because he had slaughtered too many powerful beings from the mountains and seas before sinking, he unknowingly developed a faint aura of murderous intent. Occasionally, when this aura unconsciously overflowed, even You Ling, who was very close to him, would feel uncomfortable.
However, Shen Qian himself didn't feel much. Only after confirming that he had killed most of the Divine Realm experts who had chased him to the Eighth Heaven battlefield could he safely ascend to the Ninth Heaven.
Once Zain and the others are all killed, this generation of geniuses from all races will officially be declared extinct, and he will be able to "leave" without regrets.
While Chen Qian was wreaking havoc, the roar of the sky above the Eighth Heaven Battlefield never ceased.
Even if no deity actually broke through the barrier of the will of the battlefield of myriad races and appeared, Shen Qian could guess that the hatred of the gods towards him had probably already exceeded the critical point.
"I hope there really is a way back from here, don't mess with me..."
Looking at the ravaged land, Chen Qian muttered to himself.
Boom!
Just as Youling was about to speak, a deafening roar erupted, and flames suddenly shot up from the distant sky. The flames lasted for more than ten breaths before dissipating, and the sky itself was riddled with spatial rifts from the scorching heat of the fire.
"Is the noise coming from the Temple of Vulcan?" Youling asked subconsciously.
"Let me sense it."
Shen Qian had used mental magic to leave a mental imprint on Zain. If the other party's ultimate goal was also the Temple of Fire, then his location and the direction from which the commotion came must be the same.
"It should be, Zain is indeed in that direction."
A moment later, Shen Qian opened his eyes. "We need to hurry. The commotion just now suggests that someone has most likely entered the Temple of Fire."
Although he felt that even if Wulan and the others arrived first at the residence of a top-ranking noble, they might not be able to easily obtain anything, Shen Qian dared not delay any longer and quickly pulled Youling to rush towards the location where the raging fire had appeared.
Those who can enter the Nine Heavens Battlefield are all chosen ones, and there are not many of them. Therefore, after traveling a hundred miles, Shen Qian and You Ling did not see any signs of human habitation. After deliberately avoiding some potentially dangerous places, the two arrived at a rift valley without any problems.
The ground was covered with traces of fire, and the thousand-foot-long rift valley in front of us, judging from the charred edges, looked as if it had been deeply plowed open by flames.
Just beyond the rift valley stood a slightly dilapidated palace.
What surprised Shen Qian was that the palace only covered a few thousand square meters. Although he could sense the ancient and weathered aura emanating from it, it was completely different from the illusion of the Fire God Temple he had seen in the Eighth Heaven.
The towering statue of the God of Fire, which stood a thousand feet tall, had completely disappeared. If it weren't for the three large characters "Hall of the God of Fire" clearly written in ancient seal script on the stone tablet at the entrance of the palace, Shen Qian would have almost thought he had gone to the wrong place.
"Let's go take a look."
With a frown, Shen Qian sensed the spiritual imprint that had already formed on Zain's body while carefully leading You Ling closer to the dilapidated palace.
The palace gates were ajar, and the interior was pitch black. Standing outside, one could not sense any restrictions. After a brief exploration, Shen Qian and You Ling entered the gates together.
boom!
As soon as the two entered, a raging inferno swept towards them.
The flames were so intensely hot that they turned a milky white. The moment they appeared, both of them changed their expressions and instinctively used their Yuan energy to protect their bodies.
Fortunately, although the flames were dangerous, they posed no real threat to Shen Qian in his current state. Moreover, Shen Qian had once explored the path of fire and still had remnants of Daoist energy on his body. Ordinary flames could not harm him at all. However, You Ling, who was beside him, suddenly let out a painful groan.
Chen Qian turned and pulled You Ling completely into his arms, only then did You Ling breathe a sigh of relief.
The milky-white flame dissipated completely after about ten breaths, much like a gentle breeze.
After confirming that the danger had passed, Shen Qian was about to ask You Ling if she was injured, but suddenly felt that something was wrong... mainly because the feeling of holding You Ling was a little strange.
Delicate, smooth, soft... Holy crap!
Suddenly realizing something, Shen Qian quickly released You Ling as if he had been electrocuted. You Ling, whose cheeks were already so red they looked like they were about to bleed, also quickly turned around and hurriedly grabbed a dress from her spatial crystal and put it on.
"I should have known better than to return that suit to Shen Qian."
The girl was somewhat annoyed. She had only focused on protecting her hair and eyebrows, forgetting that ordinary clothes couldn't withstand such high temperatures. But if it were the battle suit that Shen Qian was wearing, which was said to have taken five hundred years to weave, then it would be no problem at all.
Shen Qian stared straight ahead at the back of You Ling's head, and couldn't help but mutter a complaint in his heart.
It's not that he didn't notice the anomaly immediately; it's just that he really couldn't afford to lose A...
By the time Youling finished tidying up, Chen Qian had already looked away. Only when he turned around did he realize that everything in front of him had undergone earth-shattering changes.
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