Above the fire veins, Fire Spirit Crystals bobbed up and down, radiating immensely powerful fluctuations of energy.
Under ordinary circumstances, Jiang Yan would have long since used a divine ability to gather these unusual crystals.
Though his cultivation did not depend particularly heavily on such resources, he sometimes needed to trade with others, so he still had to keep some on hand.
At this moment, however, Jiang Yan's attention was not on those Fire Spirit Crystals at all.
He stood above the great river of magma, his gaze fixed on the heart of these hundred thousand fire veins.
There, a fist-sized crystal hovered, its surface translucent and pristine. Halos of crimson-gold light flowed across it, making it resemble a true star.
As the crystal slowly revolved, the power of the hundred thousand underground fire veins flowed toward it like a hundred rivers pouring into the sea, nourishing it.
Under this stimulation, the fiery crystal grew increasingly dazzling.
Boom!
Boom!
Just then, the instant Jiang Yan probed the crystal with his mental power, it seemed to possess an awareness of its own and immediately grew agitated.
Dozens of branching fire veins churned around it. Streams of dragon-shaped magma took form, carrying boundless waves of heat as they swept toward Jiang Yan's mental power.
"Oh?"
"To think there's such a treasure here. It even seems to have developed a faint trace of awareness."
"What a treasure. A splendid treasure!"
With his extraordinary knowledge, Jiang Yan naturally recognized that these magma dragons were not attacking him consciously. Rather, his scrutiny had triggered their instinctive defenses.
Every treasure in this world possessed a measure of spirituality.
Any outside power that touched its core would provoke a backlash.
And this piece of blazing sun immortal gold, condensed from the accumulated efforts of these hundred