That was not melting.
It was disappearance.
Yu Xiaoheng stood at the edge of the enormous pit.
He looked down.
Below lay an abyss of unfathomable depth.
Yet at its very bottom, faint purplish-red light flickered.
The light was weak, but it carried a destructive aura that made his soul tremble.
The Rainbow Dragon's skull, bearing Heaven's Wrath Fire even purer than the flames on his body, had been melting downward all these years.
Like an inextinguishable furnace, it had forcibly burned a bottomless Abyss deep into the earth.
Yu Xiaoheng did not hesitate in the slightest.
He leaped into the pit.
His body became weightless as he fell straight toward that darkness.
The howling wind by his ears gradually faded from violent to deathly still.
As he descended deeper, the surrounding temperature began to change strangely.
The cold of the Far North Land receded.
In its place came an indescribable scorching heat.
No, it was not ordinary physical heat.
It was a burning sensation that acted upon the soul and Martial Soul.
The Martial Soul within Yu Xiaoheng began to stir restlessly.
Wariness flashed through his golden dragon eyes.
It instinctively rejected the power below.
Yu Xiaoheng's skin began to redden.
Without his control, the Soul Power within his body began circulating on its own, trying to resist the all-pervading burning sensation.
He fell for several thousand meters.
At last, the sight below came clearly into view.
It was a massive underground cavern.
Thick, dark-red magma flowed across the cavern floor.
Yet within that magma, vast stretches of purplish-red flames burned.
The flames made no sound.
They produced no smoke.
They quietly spread across the ground, turning every substance they touched into nothingness.
This was the purest Heaven's Wrath Fire.
At the very center of the lake of magma,