Thinking of this, Ling Wudao began searching through the sea of flames.
Yet after searching for a long time, he found nothing. Strange? Wasn't Yuan Feng suppressed beneath the Undying Volcano? Could it be that this was not the very bottom?
With that possibility in mind, he began searching everywhere once more.
But in the end, he discovered that this was already the lowest point. Any farther down would lead into the crisscrossing Earth Veins.
Strange? This was clearly the very bottom, so why was there no trace of Yuan Feng? Could she have truly perished completely?
No, that was absolutely impossible. The Phoenix Clan possessed the ability to be reborn through fire. How could she have perished so easily?
Just as Ling Wudao was deeply puzzled over how Yuan Feng could have vanished into thin air, a mass of flames suddenly erupted from the magma and shot straight toward his head.
At that moment, Ling Wudao sensed danger behind him and immediately dodged aside.
But just as he avoided the flames, a blood-red longsword suddenly rested against his neck.
"Don't move, or I'll kill you."
Hearing this, Ling Wudao revealed a faint smile.
"Yuan Feng, I never expected you to have escaped. No wonder I couldn't find you earlier."
"Since I've now fallen into your hands, could you answer one question for me?"
Yuan Feng replied coldly, "What question? Ask."
"I'm very curious. How did you break free from the Heavenly Dao Chains? Logically speaking, you shouldn't have had that ability. How did you do it?"
Yuan Feng sneered.
"Since you're about to perish, there's no harm in telling you."
"Back when the three clans had yet to go to war, I foresaw that I might perish, so I left behind a strand of my origin at the bottom