The Dragon King of the South Sea watched his son hurtling toward the mountain wall, yet he did not lower the Golden Battle-Axe clenched in his hand. He had already severed most of the fire veins in the stone wall; one or two more strikes would cut them off completely.
At this point, he was unwilling to waste even an instant. He abandoned Ao Zhan and continued swinging his axe at the mountain wall.
Boom!
The sound of Ao Zhan's body crashing into the mountain wall rang out at the same time as Ao Qin's axe fell.
Only a scant few fire veins remained after being cut apart. Severing them completely was merely a matter of one final axe blow.
"Don't..." Seeing Ao Qin raise the Golden Battle-Axe again, Shen Luo immediately shouted.
However, Ao Qin paid him no heed. Golden light bloomed from the blade of his axe as he chopped down at the last few fire veins.
Amid explosive blasts, every fire vein was severed, cooling one after another.
For a time, the entire underground cavern fell silent. Even the constant rumbling of the Flame-Spark Fire Vein erupting overhead seemed to gradually weaken at that moment.
Ao Qin did not care. He immediately turned and returned to the red lotus dais, reaching out to seize the Ancestral Dragon Ruler Wood.
Yet the instant his palm extended, the red lotus dais below erupted with light. A cluster of scarlet flames shot up from its petals, instantly burning the flesh from his arm.
"Idiot!" Shen Luo could not help cursing when he saw this.
Shen Luo had long seen that this red lotus dais was the key to the formation of the Flame-Spark Fire Vein here. The tree-like fire veins on the walls were not gathering streams, but branches spreading