Something Is Coming Up from Below

The lake surface returned to calm, and the Divine Phoenix Phantom gradually faded away, as if it had never appeared.

Only then did Gu Sheng turn around. Looking at the ashes covering the ground, he sneered.

"Attacking the Magma Lake is desecrating the Divine Phoenix Body. You were asking to die."

Zhang Tianxing's face was ashen, his lips trembling too hard for him to speak.

The elite forces of the Divine Blood Sect, whom he had been so proud of, had been utterly wiped out just like that.

"Senior Brother Gu's foresight is unmatched!"

The Sun Moon Sect disciples erupted into cheers.

A flash of jealousy crossed Xu Hansong's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He strode to the lakeshore and tested the waters.

"Senior Brother Gu, this magma seems beneficial to you. I wonder if I—"

Gu Sheng shot him a glance.

"Anyone below the Fifth Layer of Body Tempering whose marrow has not been tempered will die the instant they enter. You may not even have reached the Second Layer. Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Xu Hansong's face turned green, then white. He retreated awkwardly.

Gu Sheng stood in the middle of the lake, his legs submerged in magma up to his knees. His skin continuously charred under the extreme heat before rapidly regenerating, and every cycle made his muscle fibers tougher.

"Ah—!"

A miserable scream suddenly rang out from the shore.

One of Xu Hansong's martial artists rolled across the ground while clutching his severed leg. His right foot had vanished completely, and the wound was scorched black, even the blood instantly evaporated.

The martial artist's face was deathly pale, and beads of sweat rolled endlessly down his forehead. He was clearly in unbearable pain.

"Trash!"

Xu Hansong snorted coldly, his eyes filled with disgust.