Ancient God Abyss lay deep within the Sea of Clouds, a floating island amid the clouds. Jagged rocks covered the island, and a volcano-shaped mountain stood at its center, purple lightning coiling around its summit. The moment they approached this region, everyone felt a wave of stabbing pain all around their bodies.
This was lightning spiritual power dispersed through the air.
"We only have half an hour. If we exceed that time, those ancient gods will ignite the heavenly fire. Then we'll lose the initiative."
The green-robed ghost cultivator Xue Xuan spoke.
She held a paper palace lantern in her hand, green ghostfire burning within it. Under the glow of those flames, everyone's aura became identical to that of ghost cultivators. To the ancient gods, this was the aura only dead men possessed.
"I'll give it a try."
Bai Su took a Bamboo Figurine from her sleeve and tapped its brow with a slender finger.
The Bamboo Figurine instantly stood up. It first rose and bowed to Bai Su, then hopped down from her palm and jumped into the "volcanic crater" ahead.
After the Bamboo Figurine entered the crater, its vision immediately appeared within Bai Su's perception.
The crater was very deep.
The Bamboo Figurine fell for quite a while before landing on the ground. The cave interior was exceedingly hot, and the figurine's spirituality was limited. It could only see a crimson lava field, where the vague outline of a colossal humanoid figure lay soaking in a lava pool, completely motionless.
Ancient God Zong Ji!
Hiss!
The Bamboo Figurine's body ignited instantly. In less than a blink of an eye, the flames inside the cave burned it into black ash. The ash fell into the lava and dissolved, turning into a wisp of pale green aura that followed the