Sure enough, at the very bottom level of the manor, he saw a massive fissure in the earth, fluorescent flames constantly gushing from within.
"The divine souls surrounding me are growing restless," Lu Yang said.
"Don't melt them yet," the Arcane King said. "Go down and see what's there first. Check whether it's dangerous."
Lu Yang nodded and leaped into the earth fissure. In an instant, fluorescent flames engulfed his entire body.
The soul-deep agony made him extremely uncomfortable. "These flames really do kill souls."
The Arcane King also felt pain in his divine soul. Frowning, he said, "How can these flames burn through your divine soul and scorch me as well?"
Lu Yang had the Arcane King hide inside his spatial storage before continuing to inspect the surroundings. The fissure was incredibly deep, perhaps hundreds of thousands of meters, with a diameter of over ten thousand meters. Its interior resembled a gigantic sphere.
"Hm?" As Lu Yang explored along the edge, he suddenly discovered a crack in the lava wall ahead. He stepped closer and slipped inside.
Light flickered.
He unexpectedly appeared in a clean room. It was not particularly large, only around two hundred square meters, and just two meters high. It was vastly different from every room he had encountered before.
Books filled an entire wall.
Curious, Lu Yang picked up one to read. The first page bore a single word: Unwillingness.
We were so close, just so close. Yet those monsters from the Elemental Plane discovered us. Our end is near.
Lu Yang realized this was the last volume and hurriedly found the first diary in the row.
"A glorious day. We created history. Life is incomparably wonderful. They carried our boundless memories, and the emergence of the Sky Demons freed our constrained spiritual world."
"We