Lin Ke and Zong Ya continued flying over the sea of lava.
The spiritual qi within them had already bottomed out. Fortunately, they still had quite a few spirit stones on them to sustain them for a while.
Even under these circumstances, Zong Ya never grew suspicious and continued following beside Lin Ke.
Lin Ke, however, felt no pressure at all, because Lin Xuanyuan was still within him.
If his spiritual qi truly ran out, he could manifest Lin Xuanyuan and have him fly Senior Sister Zong Ya back to the Secret Realm's land.
But that would expose Lin Xuanyuan's secret.
While Lin Ke huffed and puffed along in flight, Lin Xuanyuan devoted himself to studying how to use the Dragon Cultivator Mask.
Ever since the catastrophe at Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, he had felt regret.
He always felt that, had he been a little stronger back then, he could have appeared and saved the spirit insects.
Lin Ke might not have been particularly familiar with some of them, but Lin Xuanyuan had spent every day with them in the Niwan Palace.
They had long since become friends.
Now, having lost his dear friends, it was only natural for him to strive to grow stronger.
Lin Ke was not quite so sentimental and simply pressed on.
Having spent so long above the sea of lava, his lips had cracked, dark red veins covered his face, and fire-attribute substances had become mixed into his spiritual qi.
His eyes were so dry that he had to blink rapidly and constantly just to maintain his vision.
Suddenly, however, Zong Ya, who was flying ahead, grew drowsy and plummeted toward the lava like a butterfly with broken wings.
Seeing this, Lin Ke immediately mobilized Lin Xuanyuan's true qi, flashed beneath Zong Ya, and caught