"Does anyone have a way to get close to the Supreme Heavenly Dragon's arm?" The Nine-Section Frost Centipede Demon gazed greedily in that direction.
The fire-element laws surging through the sea of magma were far too astonishing. Though he wanted to seize the treasure, he could only forcibly suppress his restless thoughts.
He couldn't do it alone, so he could only see whether anyone else had a way. They could work together to retrieve it first. Even if they had to fight over it in the ensuing chaos, they would at least have a chance.
"The Burning Sun Violet Divine Flame in there is even more astonishing. With our cultivation, we can't get close at all. In this situation, joining forces wouldn't make much difference," said the Silver Cocoon Demon Silkworm gravely.
"Daoist Long, you must be from the Dragon Domain. You came here specifically to recover the Supreme Heavenly Dragon's remains, so you must have made some preparations." The man in the Confucian robe looked at Lu Yuan again, turning the other demons' attention toward him.
"That's true. Aside from the fabled Dragon Domain, there shouldn't be anywhere else with Dragon Lords this powerful." The purple-robed ghost ape gave a hoarse laugh.
"What we have to face is this entire sea of magma. If we're not strong enough, we can't retrieve the arm. What does where we came from have to do with it?"
Lu Yuan's tone was calm. He glanced at the other man. "You keep singling me out. Do you have a problem with me? If you've got something to say, don't bottle it up. We can settle it with a fight—that's much more straightforward."
"Daoist, you jest. I'm simply curious. After all, you're a member of the Dragon Clan, and you came here looking for the