"You should bear with it. Although you don't have a very good image in my mind, I still don't want you to end up like Teacher Luo," Li Shishi replied without any emotion.
In the fog, Wang Yao could only hear Teacher Luo's cursing and the two's brief conversation, but he couldn't tell their locations at all, as if there was something wrong with the magnetic field in the cave, causing him to lose all sense of direction.
He stood there for a long time. Li Shishi and Feng Huan had long since fallen silent, and Teacher Luo's howls had turned into soft hums. The sound of water dripping onto the ground came again, "drip, drip..."
"Ah!" Suddenly, another high-pitched scream rang out. Wang Yao frowned. It was a woman's voice. Could it be that Li Shishi had already begun the forging process? So fast? Or was it another fairy? Such a desperate scream made it difficult to discern any accent.
Realizing that Li Shishi and Feng Huan were likely already forging, Wang Yao couldn't help but feel a little anxious. However, given his personality, once he entered a completely unfamiliar environment, he would make sure to understand it thoroughly before taking any further action.
However, the cave seemed unwilling to give him any chance to understand. He couldn't use his "sensory perception" or "spiritual awareness," and the heavy fog lingered, severely obstructing his vision. He could only see the uneven rocks at the edge of the cave.
The loud female voice called out once and then fell silent, but Teacher Luo's humming continued endlessly, as if it were unwilling to stop.
Wang Yao couldn't help but recall a report he had once read, which said that women's pain tolerance was much higher than men's. Wang Yao dared not say whether this was true for mortals, but he was probably right for immortals. However, he couldn't be completely sure; he would have to hear Feng Huan's howls before making a judgment.
However, after waiting for a while, Feng Huan did not make a sound, which surprised Wang Yao. He stood there hesitant, not knowing whether he should continue to move forward. At this moment, another woman screamed. Wang Yao felt that she was not the same one as the one before.
Damn it, this is almost like a prison! Wang Yao finally lost his patience. He tentatively took a step forward, but after only two steps, he realized that the ground shrouded in mist was not simple. It seemed that there were many large pits lurking there, waiting for pedestrians to fall in.
Wang Yao had no choice but to squat down and carefully move forward, wondering to himself if he were to fall and die.
As he was thinking to himself, he suddenly slipped and one of his legs slid into a pit on his right side. His whole leg was in, but he couldn't touch the bottom. The pit was quite deep. In a panic, he quickly pressed his hands forward, trying to steady himself and pull his leg out of the pit.
Unexpectedly, there was a large pit in front of him. He pressed his hands on empty air and involuntarily fell headfirst into the pit. His leg came out, but it was of no use. Wang Yao could only curse his bad luck in his heart.
The forging hasn't even started yet, am I going to fall and die? You have to understand that he can't use immortal techniques right now, and his immortal body is only at the Foundation Establishment stage. If it really goes deeper, he could very well fall to his death.
The speed of the fall was too fast, and before Wang Yao could react, his bald head made intimate contact with the hard ground with a "thud". Although his head was quite painful and he was a little dizzy, fortunately the pit was not as deep as Wang Yao had imagined, so his head was not smashed.
After rubbing his bald head to calm himself down, Wang Yao looked around. There was no steam in the pit, and his vision was clear. The first thing he saw was two fierce-looking stone statues in front of him, one holding a sword and the other waving a small flag.
Wang Yao suddenly realized that Ao Guang was utterly unscrupulous; so this was the so-called forging space.
The forging space was actually not large, just a small cave of about ten square meters. Looking up, there was a basin-sized opening at the top. Wang Yao couldn't understand how he could have fallen down through such a small opening.
Apart from the statues of gods and demons, there were no other decorations in the cave. After Wang Yao looked around clearly, he was a little puzzled. How exactly did he begin the process of forging gods and demons?
He walked towards the statue of gods and demons, intending to take a closer look. After all, apart from what Ao Guang had told him about the function of the small flag, he was still completely clueless about the rest and had no idea what procedures were required for the forging of gods and demons.
But just as he strolled up to the statue of the gods and demons, he suddenly heard a "clattering" sound, and his whole body was lifted up, as if he had suddenly lost weight, or as if the surrounding spiritual energy had instantly gained mass, enveloping and supporting him layer by layer.
"This is..." Wang Yao could feel the spiritual energy around him rushing into his body. Thinking about it, it made sense. He came directly to this God and Demon Forging Ground after leaving the human realm. His spiritual energy was insufficient. Although he had plenty of spiritual energy after entering, he was only focused on exploring the way and hadn't had time to absorb spiritual energy.
It seems that the first step in this divine and demonic forging process is to replenish the body's spiritual energy.
Just as Wang Yao had figured this out, the temperature of the spiritual energy around him suddenly rose rapidly, and streams of liquid that was neither water nor solid gushed out from under his body, soon completely immersing him in it, while the temperature continued to rise.
"Is this going to boil me alive?" Wang Yao was horrified. He tried to struggle but had no ability to move at all. He could only watch as the temperature rose sharply, and soon it exceeded the limits of his immortal body. Small bubbles appeared in the surrounding liquid, and steam continued to rise.
Wang Yao finally understood where the steam in the cave came from, but he was too in pain to think. It felt like his internal organs were being boiled. As the temperature rose further, the spiritual energy surrounding Wang Yao gradually took on an abnormal crimson color.
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