Han Zhangxiang Enters Seclusion to Heal, Han Debiao Enters Nascent Soul Realm

Han Zhangxiang endured the searing pain and rose to his feet. Wielding the Red Flood Dragon Blade, he slashed through the air at the old man in golden robes.

A piercing blade cry rang out as a vast expanse of hazy red blade qi swept forth like a surging crimson river, crashing toward the old man in golden robes.

The old man in golden robes snorted coldly and slapped at the air with his right hand. The void trembled and warped, and a golden hand over a hundred zhang wide flashed into existence to meet the attack.

The golden hand collided with the dense red blade qi, producing a barrage of metallic clangs. Amid a deafening explosion, the golden hand was shredded by the red blade qi, and billowing shockwaves rolled outward.

Seizing the chance, Han Zhangxiang released the Fire Rock Beast and tunneled underground, man and beast making their way toward the volcano.

The Fire Rock Beast tunneled at remarkable speed, a warm crimson glow blooming around its body.

Before long, Han Zhangxiang felt an astonishing wave of heat rush toward him, while the earth ahead turned crimson-red.

In a flash of red light, he and the Fire Rock Beast abruptly appeared within scarlet magma.

The Fire Rock Beast naturally lived in regions thick with volcanoes. Here, it was like a fish in water.

It released a crimson radiance that shielded Han Zhangxiang and separated him from the scarlet magma. Even so, Han Zhangxiang still felt an unbearable wave of heat, sweat pouring down his face.

The magma rolled like boiling water, churning and surging violently as though it were about to erupt.

"Not good, I've run into a volcanic eruption."

Han Zhangxiang silently cried out in alarm, his heart leaping into his throat, nearly ready to jump out.