At the center of this lava lake stood a solitary island made of some strange metal, black as ink yet capable of enduring extreme temperatures.
The island was not large, only about a hundred zhang across. Not a blade of grass grew upon it; only an ancient altar, likewise forged from black metal, stood at its center.
Atop the altar, two crystals resembling solidified solar cores slowly rose and fell, constantly collapsing inward and bursting outward with dark-gold flames and black radiance.
Those were the final two Origin Crystals.
As long as he obtained these two Origin Crystals, everything would be complete.
"What a powerful aerial restriction formation."
"This lava isn't ordinary stuff either. If we fall in, it'll be enough to make us suffer."
Sword Demon stared at the bubbling lava lake and spoke in a low voice.
Blade Fanatic and Iron Hammer beside him also looked at the lava lake with wary expressions.
Though they possessed quasi-Saint cultivation—
this lava lake was anything but simple.
What would happen if they accidentally fell in?
They did not even dare to imagine it.
Even if they did not die, they would still be skinned alive.
Ye Lin stretched his body and felt uncomfortable all over.
There was an aerial restriction formation here. He could not fly at all; the moment he rose into the air, an inexplicable force pressed down upon him.
He could not resist that force.
"How are we supposed to get across?"
Ye Lin looked at the lava lake and fell into thought.
To reach that solitary island, they would have to cross this lava lake.
Looking carefully, shadows actually flashed through the terrifying lava lake.
Clearly, some dreadful creatures might be lurking within the lake.
"If we can't fly, how do we get across?"
Ye Lin