Immortal Fairy Qu Wen and Du Zhan likewise did not hesitate. Following closely after He Xuan, they struck out rapidly, attack after attack appearing and blasting toward the molten sea below.
Roaring sounds immediately rang out across the vast, crimson molten sea below.
Saintly Venerable Qinglin and the other two were clearly more seriously injured than Immortal Fairy Qu Wen's group of three. The three exchanged glances, hesitation showing in all their eyes.
Their earlier plan had been excellent, or so they thought: as long as they lured away the molten giant, Qin Fengming would be able to collect the Baleful Intent. Yet after a round of fighting, the three had borne seventy to eighty percent of the molten giant's attacks. Streaks of crimson molten streams had battered their bodies. Even with their tough physiques, they were already covered in wounds.
They were completely certain that with their current abilities, they simply could not kill the molten giant.
Above the Molten Sea, let alone killing the molten giant, even fighting it had been extremely difficult for everyone working together. If they were trapped within the molten giant's attacks, there was an excellent chance that even they would perish there.
When Saintly Venerable Qinglin saw that Qin Fengming had actually entered the molten sea without regard for life or death, fury surged in his heart.
He did not know whether there was Baleful Intent within the molten sea, but he understood that it was certainly extremely dangerous. If molten giants still existed within, Qin Fengming's action was undoubtedly courting death. It was impossible for him to emerge alive again.
If Qin Fengming merely collected the wisps of Baleful Intent on the surface, there might be less of it, but the clouds of demonic energy spewed from the molten giant's mouth would