398. Incineration

My Martial Arts Are Too Miraculous—they Can Cultivate Automatically

The Sacred Fire Plains were immensely vast. To search blindly here was like fishing for a needle in the sea. Even if Zhou Cheng turned over every inch of land, he feared it would take hundreds of years to find it.

What was more, even if Zhou Cheng did turn over every inch of the Sacred Fire Plains, he might not find it.

Zhou Cheng spread out the power of his divine soul, flying as he sensed the changes around him.

Before long, several days passed.

Over those days, he found nothing.

Night fell, and all was deathly silent.

At night, the Sacred Fire Plains stank even more foully. Even someone as powerful as Zhou Cheng felt as though he could vomit at any moment. The stench burrowed into his organs like maggots clinging to bone, impossible to dispel.

Even holding his breath was useless.

Fortunately, Zhou Cheng's Indestructible Immortal Body was unafraid of the poisonous miasma of the Sacred Fire Plains. Otherwise, he could not have remained here for so long.

Zhou Cheng looked over the deathly still Sacred Fire Plains. This could not go on. He still had to hurry to the Immortal Hall and could not stay in the Sacred Fire Plains indefinitely in search of the Chaos Flame.

If he could not find the Chaos Flame within ten days, he could only continue on his journey.

Gazing at the ink-black Sacred Fire Plains, Zhou Cheng fell into thought. Since subduing the Chaos Flame required an immortal root with full affinity for fire, could he use his own immortal root's fire attribute to sense it?

With that thought, Zhou Cheng sat cross-legged inside the cave and entered a meditative state.

After a while, flames began to flicker all