"Impossible, right?" If Ye Tian had not stepped in to help, Yuan Yao would probably have already died here. Yet Ye Tian meant that the trace left behind by that Founding Ancestor was actually inside the lava. Without question, that was terrifying news.
"It is indeed inside the lava, at the very bottom," Ye Tian said.
"What do we do, then?"
"I'll go down and take a look," Ye Tian said.
Yuan Yao instinctively wanted to dissuade him, but when she remembered Ye Tian's formidable strength, she ultimately did not say more.
"Then be careful."
Ye Tian nodded and walked to the edge of the lava pool.
In the space around him, ripples emerged one after another like splashing water, completely enveloping Ye Tian in protection.
Then Ye Tian jumped decisively into the lava pool.
The lava immediately swallowed Ye Tian whole, and temperatures a hundred, a thousand times more terrifying surged over him.
Everything before his eyes was scarlet red. The temperature was so high that even space showed signs of melting, with pitch-black spatial cracks appearing one after another and drifting through the lava.
In such a brutal environment, even cultivators' divine senses could not probe the bottom of the lava.
Just as he had found the Broken Sword in the Sword Washing Pool, Ye Tian had deduced from the level of rules that there was a missing piece of rules at the bottom of this lava.
Thus, under normal circumstances, even if someone suspected there might be something within the lava, they would never be able to discover it.
Before long, Ye Tian stopped.
This was not the deepest part of the lava. It was merely a recessed platform in the rock wall to one side.
And atop that platform sat a corpse cross-legged.
The corpse wore