"An Earth Immortal?!"
Lu Rong cried out in shock.
Zhang Yuan raised an eyebrow and discreetly swept his divine sense through the Dao Domain. No other cultivator from the Mountain-Sea Profound Yellow Realm had arrived, so he knew Lu Rong was calling him an "Earth Immortal."
Never mind Foundation Establishment Celestials-even Golden Core True Lords who held a Golden Position did not call themselves immortals.
Although the methods of Foundation Establishment Celestials and Golden Core True Lords were virtually indistinguishable from those of immortals, and even countless times more powerful than the immortals in storybooks, the fact that none called themselves immortals meant there was some taboo involved.
"I'm merely an utterly ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator of the sha ingestion gang devoration path. How could I dare falsely claim to be an immortal?" Zhang Yuan said with a modest smile.
Utterly terrified, Lu Rong kept the teachings of the Nine Serenities Sect's great personages firmly in mind. Before the old monk Jingjue's bewildered gaze, he stamped his foot, unleashed the Rainbow Transformation Art, and sped away from the central mountain.
His flying speed at the late stage of the outer dao golden core realm was reasonably fast. Though it could not compare with the Golden Carriage Luan Chariot, it was on par with an ordinary Qi Refining Perfected Person's flight divine ability. Heading south, he soon reached the vicinity of the molten sea of fire formed from cinnabar yang fire qi.
As soon as Lu Rong approached the molten sea of fire, billowing waves of heat struck him in the face. He hastily stopped, his heart still pounding:
"That was close."
The terrifying heat radiating from the sea of fire made him feel as though flames were scorching his body even ten thousand miles away. If he went any closer,