"There was once a terrible battle here," Fang Ming said gravely.
Near the lava pool lay quite a few corpses. Some pale golden skeletons could even be seen within the lava itself.
At the very least, they had been experts who had cultivated the Pure Yang Body to the second transformation. After their deaths, their flesh and blood had melted away, leaving only their skeletons behind.
"There was probably some supreme treasure in this lava pool originally. Quite a few people went inside to fight over it," Mo Zi guessed, judging from the nearby traces and remains.
Mu Qing examined the area carefully and indeed found that many of the skeletons were clustered around the lava pool.
The group exchanged glances, realizing that the fighting within this Treasure Vault space was even fiercer than they had imagined.
Treading along a path where blood had nearly flowed into a river, Mu Qing and the others left the cave.
Outside stretched a vast world, with an enormous forest and mountain peaks shaped like divine swords.
"Could this world also be one of the Pure Yang Grand Formation's testing grounds?" Mu Qing wondered.
He noticed that formation patterns could occasionally be seen upon the ground, though they had long since lost their spiritual essence and appeared to have been abandoned for ages.
They had seen these formation patterns before. The small world they had entered back then had been tiny, and the Pure Yang Grand Formation imprinted upon heaven and earth there had merely been Pure Yang Sword Venerable's earliest attempt.
The Sword Fruit eventually condensed there had also been a failed product. It had been of no use at all to Pure Yang Sword Venerable, but the Sword Fruit alone had brought them enormous benefits, rapidly increasing their strength.
Now that they