The three kinds of spiritual fire burned for quite a while, and the flames had grown quite large.
Wang Daoyuan drew all the spiritual power out of the flames and injected it into the Spirit Pearl Space. The flames went out along with it.
Only after seeing that things here had been settled did Zhou Luan run over and ask, "That punch just now was far too powerful. It even shattered your Daoist robe. Were you injured?"
Wang Daoyuan smiled. "Just feel for yourself, and you'll know whether I was injured."
"You still have the mood to joke around. Looks like you weren't hurt badly."
"Don't worry. This Lava Spirit is only fifth rank.
"If it hadn't been relying on that body of lava, I could have taken it down with one hand.
"My arm is just a little sore and swollen right now. There's no real injury.
"I'll recover first. I'll have to trouble Lord Shadow Master to stand guard for me."
Afterward, he controlled the Azure Dragon Pearl and cast the Azure Dragon Return to Heaven Art.
Vitality flowed throughout his body, and the swelling pain quickly faded away.
Half an hour later, Wang Daoyuan rose to his feet and changed into a new Daoist robe.
"I've mostly recovered. The yang energy here is already extremely dense. The place where the Golden Crow fell should be not far upstream along the lava river.
"Staying in this deep sea for too long puts far too much pressure on the body. We should head over as soon as possible."
Zhou Luan nodded and continued urging the Silver Light Void-Splitting Mirror, illuminating the space rifts ahead.
As they traveled upstream along the lava river, the space rifts became increasingly numerous. In some places, vast stretches of rifts appeared, dense as spiderwebs.