"With such pure ghostly energy, this can only be the Lingxu Secret Realm. So it really is this place. But, Young Friend Lu, you must be especially careful. There's a true ghost domain within the Lingxu Secret Realm. Ordinary cultivators know very little about it, aside from the core royal families of the several immortal dynasties. Yet its dangers are no less than those of any perilous region on the Crimson Abyss Continent," Ghostfire True Person warned.
"I know. Isn't that why I'm looking for a way out?" Lu Xiaotian replied to Ghostfire True Person, testily. He had barely entered the fortress from the Blue Demon Sea before encountering three magma giants of such strength. If Xiahou Dunfeng and the other experts hadn't been with him this time, he would have entered alone—or brought Luo Ping'er along—and might truly have been in danger.
They pressed on, covering several hundred miles before finally reaching the edge of the magma pool. Though they couldn't see very far, Xiahou Dunfeng and the other cultivators could all sense an aura of water attribute in the distance, mingled with waves of incomparably pure ghostly energy.
"The ghostly energy here is so pure. When I get the chance, I should find a safe place and let the Cave Ape Corpse Refinement recover, too."
Lu Xiaotian rubbed his chin. When he had fought Zhao Tianyang, the Cave Ape Corpse Refinement had taken a grievous wound blocking a fatal blow for him. Later, in the strange space inside Misty Hall, Lu Xiaotian had used every means at his disposal to survive the rain of fiery stones. In that desperate situation, he had summoned the badly wounded Cave Ape Corpse Refinement once more. It had then been battered to the brink of death by the fiery stones raining down