Within the mid-grade seventh-tier volcano, the crimson volcano was still continuously billowing scalding spiritual energy.
The two spirit cocoons were still frantically absorbing spiritual energy inside it.
Compared to the seventh-tier Purple Luan Eagle's absorption of seventh-tier heaven-and-earth spiritual fire, the Crimson Flame Fox and Demon Saint Tiannie were clearly much slower.
High up in the air, a volcanic lava column rose from the volcanic magma.
A figure sat atop the lava column. At this moment, his complexion was sometimes crimson, sometimes ink-black, the contrast enormous.
And on his body, line after line of patterns appeared.
Then those crimson patterns seemed to come alive, surging madly outward.
They let out bursts of roars, and then even more spiritual energy within the volcano swept toward this place.
Gradually, opposite the figure, an identical spiritual shadow formed.
Only, this spiritual shadow was not made of flesh and blood, but an ordinary spiritual-fire spirit shadow.
"Go!" This figure was none other than Ye Jingcheng, who was cultivating the Golden Cicada Molting method. At this moment, he had reached the critical juncture of the molting shell.
He was like a crimson cicada about to break free of its shell.
And the figure before him also began to have its features gradually outlined.
The patterns on its face, its expression, and even the hair on its head were outlined one by one, extremely fine, vivid and lifelike.
The only thing was that this spiritual body had no face.
And it was at this exact moment that Ye Jingcheng suddenly tapped his own chest. Then his cheeks began to bulge, and an instant later, he spat out a mouthful of heart's blood.
Once the heart's blood poured into that spiritual body, it began to change instantly.
It transformed into the appearance of a cultivator who did