But it was clear there was an even better environment above. He could keep going higher.
He had not reached the summit yet.
Yang Chen did not hesitate. To seek a better result, he chose to head for the mountaintop.
Finally, after roughly the time it took to burn half an incense stick, Yang Chen—unable to use his space-time Dao Intent—could only rely on his feet, climbing step by step until he reached the summit.
The moment he arrived above the mountaintop, Yang Chen saw that even the color of the sky had changed.
Scorched by the volcano, the sky had turned blazing red, as if flames were burning across the heavens, bringing an ultimate sense of searing heat.
Even Yang Chen had no choice but to use divine power to protect his body. Otherwise, the intense burning would leave scalds on his flesh.
"So this is the summit," Yang Chen murmured.
Then he looked down. What he saw was the volcano's crater, filled with vast amounts of dried magma, temporarily sunk into a deathly slumber.
"Looks like Great Wood Heavenly Venerate and Cloud Howl Heavenly Venerate did not lie about this. Extreme Flame Volcano only recently erupted. Natural disasters will not occur for the time being."
But just as that thought fell—
Suddenly, fierce waves of scorching wind swept in from afar.
Within the heat winds, he saw two cultivators fleeing desperately. One man and one woman, neither young nor old, were Nirvana Stage cultivators who had come here alongside Yang Chen.
Behind those two Nirvana Stage cultivators, an immense mass of magma surged toward them. The magma was like an ocean, a sight that made one's heart pound.
The magma crashed down, blotting out the sky and covering the earth, sending the two Nirvana Stage cultivators fleeing in