After a day of travel, they crossed one mountain peak after another.
Lei Yin's face showed visible exhaustion. His lips were dry, and his steps unsteady.
"Old man, how much longer? I'm exhausted to death..." Yan Jin glanced at Lei Yin and shouted.
Her voice was full of energy, not sounding tired in the least.
"We're almost there. It's just ahead."
"You've said that five or six times already..." Yan Jin pouted.
"You asked five or six times, so I had no choice but to answer five or six times." Walter's eyes crinkled with amusement.
"We should be close." Amon spoke up. "It's not far ahead."
He could sense that the fire element in the surrounding air had become distinctly more active, active to an abnormal degree—almost comparable to when the volcanoes in the Ironheart Mountains erupted.
By evening, the sun was gradually sinking and night was closing in.
Yet where Amon and the others stood remained brightly lit.
They had reached the summit of a mountain. Below them lay a crimson lake.
This was the crater of an active volcano!
Viscous lava flowed below, while the rising heat carried the pungent stench of sulfur.
"We're here. This is the place." Walter's expression remained unchanged.
"Wow... This is way more exciting than that Mimicry Training Ground at the academy." Yan Jin whistled.
Amon covered his entire body with a membrane of Soul Power. At the same time, the Time Clone parasitizing Lei Yin protected him in the same manner.
Walter looked at Amon's materialized Soul Power with surprise. "This isn't an ordinary Martial Soul skill, is it?"
"Mm, just an External Soul Bone." Amon answered with a soft laugh.
"It's already fully fused. No wonder you dare display it so openly. Otherwise, even I would be tempted. You've had quite