Days passed one after another. After erupting continuously for an entire month, the volcano finally began to settle back into calm, conserving its strength for another eruption fifty years later. It was like a person who had made a great fuss before going to sleep.
Boom! An explosion sounded from the seabed, and a figure shot out from beneath the sea. It was the middle-aged man among the two independent cultivators. His position had been at the very bottom, where the least magma flowed down, so he had absorbed the least energy and emerged first.
"Damn it, that nearly killed me!" The middle-aged man let out a long breath of foul air. "This damned Spirit Fire Mountain is far too dangerous. No wonder there are only ten spots. Even hiding in a cave, I was nearly killed by the magma. Without these caves, however many people came would die just the same!"
Though his mouth was full of complaints, his face was brimming with excitement. This baptism by Spirit Fire Mountain had thoroughly stabilized his Transcendent Realm First Heaven cultivation, and he had even stepped into the peak of the Transcendent Realm First Heaven. He was only a hair's breadth away from truly entering the Transcendent Realm Second Heaven.
Boom!
Another massive explosion rang out, and a figure shot out immediately afterward.
It was the elderly man among the independent cultivators. He emerged almost at the same time as the middle-aged man. Although their positions had differed somewhat, the gap had not been that great. Much of the energy had already sunk deep underground, so even if he wanted to absorb more, it was simply impossible.
Thus, he emerged decisively. He glanced at the middle-aged man who had come out first but said nothing. Still, his aura was much steadier