Having obtained the exact location, Ye Lin traveled day and night without rest, like a machine.
After racing onward like this day and night, Ye Lin still needed a full month to reach the so-called volcano.
Ahead of him stood an enormous volcano. It stretched as far as the eye could see, seemingly without end, as though even the sky had been set ablaze.
Ye Lin was now at the very heart of this volcano, covering ten thousand meters with every step.
His expression remained calm, as if the volcano had no effect on him at all.
Ordinary flames truly could not affect him in the slightest.
Keeping up this pace, Ye Lin traveled for three whole months without leaving the volcano. Before him still lay an endless sea of fire; as far as the eye could see, there were only burning mountain ranges.
There was not the slightest trace of life to be seen.
"No. At my speed, traveling at full tilt for three months would be enough to circle the entire Xuanhuang Great World twice."
"No matter how unreasonable this world may be, a single volcano cannot possibly be larger than the entire Xuanhuang Great World."
"Could this be... an illusion?"
Suddenly, golden light flashed through Ye Lin's eyes. He sat cross-legged on the ground, utterly unmoved even as flames scorched his body.
Boom, boom, boom.
Suddenly, ripples spread outward from him in all directions. Each wave that radiated out extinguished a vast expanse of flames.
Thump, thump, thump, thump...
It was the sound of a heartbeat—Ye Lin's heartbeat. Yet Ye Lin seemed not to feel it at all, sitting silently in place like an old monk in meditation.
Within his sea of consciousness, countless secret arts began operating madly.
"Dragged into an illusion without a sound... Is