"Plop!" A dull sound rang out as Qin Fengming's body, wrapped in a layer of emerald flames, plunged straight into the crimson, searing magma below.
The magma churned violently. With a single surge, it engulfed his body.
The scorching, viscous magma rolled and roiled, dragging Qin Fengming's body downward into the depths.
Steadying his mind, Qin Fengming adjusted his condition. As his art circulated within him, his vast magical power raced through his body. With a flicker of his form, he moved like a swimming fish, nimbly gliding downward.
Although he had never seen a Blazing Flame Insect nest, Qin Fengming could still determine that its nest naturally could not drift with the current in the rolling magma. It had to be in some fixed location.
What he had to do was find solid rock, then search along it.
Qin Fengming could be certain that this scorching magma had not erupted from underground. Instead, it had flowed here from somewhere else.
There was no need for him to investigate the magma's source. He assumed that the Blazing Flame Insect nest would not truly be at the source.
Qin Fengming could be certain that the Blazing Flame Insect nest should lie within a radius of several dozen miles around the passage leading upward.
Such a range did not sound large, but searching through the magma was far from easy.
The scorching magma possessed a powerful ability to devour and obstruct spiritual sense. Qin Fengming's spiritual sense, comparable to that of a Profound level expert, could probe only one or two miles through the searing magma.
The magma here seemed even hotter than elsewhere.
Within the magma existed an extremely powerful current. The entire mass of magma was slowly rolling in one direction.
That surging force was enormous. Even Qin Fengming had