The farther Qin Fengming traveled into Dragon Flame Valley, toward the sea of lava, the more often immense waves of scorching energy surged from the distance. Waves of searing lava several dozen feet high came rushing over before swiftly surging away into the distance.
Such a phenomenon occurring across the surface of the vast lava sea greatly astonished Qin Fengming. Such might, such ceaseless surges of immense energy, was absolutely not something humans could create.
It seemed as though some overwhelmingly hot and massive energy in the distance was erupting from time to time.
After flying cautiously for half a month, Qin Fengming finally reached the central region of Dragon Flame Valley. The lava waves here were even more imposing. Every surge rose to a height of twenty or thirty zhang.
By now, Qin Fengming had no choice but to fly forty or fifty zhang above the surface of the Molten Sea.
What slightly reassured him was that even now, the ice marrow in his hand could still completely withstand the scorching energy outside his body. Although the Molten Sea was searingly hot, the temperature had not risen to an outrageous degree throughout his journey.
Along the way, relying on the memories of the rank-nine fire spirit, he had detoured around several regions inhabited by powerful demonic beasts. Though this had undoubtedly added quite a distance to his route, fortunately, no danger had appeared.
One had to know that according to the rank-nine fire spirit's memories, several species of gregarious demonic beasts lived in this Molten Sea—beasts that would give even Qin Fengming a headache if he encountered them. Although those demonic beasts were not high-leveled, being only rank six or seven, their numbers were astonishing.
They numbered tens or even hundreds of thousands at the slightest provocation, and their