At those words, Xiao Yan finally could not keep a trace of tension from appearing in his eyes.
The Mandala Flower's sealing power could now hold out for only three days.
If even the Mandala Flower, whose greatest strength lay in sealing, was struggling this much, just how terrifying was the Demon Saint sealed underground?
At that thought, Xiao Yan felt the pressure, but he never shrank back. Instead, heavenly flames blazed around his body as he burrowed underground.
The soil melted into magma the instant it touched the heavenly flames. Unconcerned, Xiao Yan continued burrowing downward, toward the streams of terrifying demonic qi below.
As soon as the streams of demonic qi discovered Xiao Yan, they attacked him of their own accord. With his current strength and heavenly flames, however, they posed no threat.
But the deeper he descended, the denser the surrounding demonic qi became. At the greatest depths, it already gave Xiao Yan a faint sense of danger.
Of course, Xiao Yan was a threat to that demonic qi as well.
"The Mandala Flower's roots actually reach this deep!"
Sensing that the underground temperature had already grown extremely high, Xiao Yan willed himself onward, descending another several dozen zhang.
With a plop, he broke through the ground, and the familiar sound of flowing magma followed.
Xiao Yan was already intimately familiar with it. Back when he refined the Green Lotus Core Flame and the Fallen Heart Flame, he had paid more than a few visits to the Magma World.
Yet the Magma World before him now made his pupils contract slightly.
Above the magma ocean, vast swathes of golden roots stretched in from every direction, enveloping it in an enormous golden cage over a thousand zhang in diameter.
Within that golden cage, an immense, terrifying black shadow