hot!
It's burning hot!
Yang Zhen knew that lava was hot, but he never imagined it would be this hot. When he performed a beautiful 360-degree aerial spin and landed in the lava without splashing water, he immediately felt an overwhelming wave of fire rushing in from all directions, engulfing him almost instantly.
The terrifying Fire Essence was violent and rampant, desperately trying to penetrate Yang Zhen's body. Yang Zhen dared not let this thing enter his body, so he hurriedly sealed off his five senses and blocked all the Fire Essence from entering.
"Damn it, you Shameless Cat, watch out, this Sage of Saunter might not be able to get out for a while."
Yang Zhen, while dog-paddling and wincing from the heat, gave a warning to the Shameless Cat, took a deep breath, and plopped back into the lava.
This was an enormous lava lake. Yang Zhen didn't know how long he swam there, but even with his cultivation level, he was almost bursting at the seams before he finally emerged with a splash.
Before Yang Zhen could even catch his breath, a chilling aura swept over him, making Yang Zhen shiver.
"Damn it, are all the people of the Beiqi Demon Race abnormal? It's just a sacrificial site, why did they have to put it in such a godforsaken place?"
A series of ghostly wails and howls echoed, like endless vengeful spirits roaring and howling, sending chills down one's spine.
No sooner had Yang Zhen finished speaking than a clear voice rang out, "Humans? You finally found this place!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen's expression brightened, and he asked, "Who's speaking? Is it the little fox's sister?"
Not far away, a slender figure trembled, looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, and asked with a surprised expression, "You know Jue'er? Where is she? How is she now?"
Upon seeing the graceful woman's face, Yang Zhen was taken aback, thinking to himself that the heavens and earth had bestowed such a gift upon these Demon Race women, each one more beautiful than the last.
Since this woman knew the little fox's name, she must be the older sister she was talking about. Yang Zhen didn't want to stay in this godforsaken place for another second. Hearing the Demon Race woman's words, he nodded and said, "It's you, little fox... Jue'er asked me to rescue you. Come with me."
"Go with you?"
The Demon Race woman was startled. She looked Yang Zhen up and down and said, "It's no use. The Tomb of Departed Souls has hundreds of Saint-level restrictions. I don't know how you got in, but now that you're in, don't even think about getting out."
"Hundreds of restrictions?" Yang Zhen was startled. "Damn it, I've never heard of so many restrictions buried in my ancestral graves. Forget it, are you leaving or not?"
Yang Zhen had no intention of wasting time with this woman. He came here mainly to see if he could find the Heart of Heaven and Earth. As for saving this Demon Race woman, he only did it because he felt sorry for the little fox's resolute actions.
If this vixen, who wouldn't even give her name, was determined to die, Yang Zhen would turn around and leave.
The life or death of the little fox and her sister had nothing to do with Yang Zhen, nor even with the lives of the people. Yang Zhen had always been a selfish person, and he was only doing these things because he was still holding onto a bottom line.
Seeing that Yang Zhen seemed completely unconcerned about the hundreds of restrictions she mentioned, the Demon Race woman's face flashed with surprise. She sneered and said, "The hatred between humans and Demon Race is irreconcilable. My mission here is to completely detonate the Tomb of Departed Souls. When that happens, all of you human cultivators who have trespassed into Beiqi will die here."
Yang Zhen curled his lip and said, "Why do you talk so much? This ' Sage of Saunter' felt sorry for the little fox, so I came to rescue you, but you're only thinking about dying. This ' Sage of Saunter' can't be bothered with your nonsense. I'll just ask you one question: Did you come to detonate the Tomb of Departed Souls voluntarily?"
The Demon Race woman's expression froze, a hint of struggle flashing across her face.
Yang Zhen immediately understood, scoffed, and said, "That's utter nonsense. What does the feud between humans and Demon Race have to do with a little brat like you who's never even seen a human before?"
Before the Demon Race woman could speak, Yang Zhen waved his hand to interrupt her, and continued, "You want a delicate little woman like you to bear the grudges of those bastards from twenty thousand years ago? Don't you think that's utterly absurd?"
As Yang Zhen spoke, he surveyed his surroundings. Sensing the growing Evil Qi around him, his expression changed, and he stared at the Demon Race woman, saying, " The Tomb of Departed Souls has begun to erupt?"
"Is... it really like that?" The Demon Race woman stared blankly at Yang Zhen, her face showing a struggle and utter confusion.
"Huh? What did you say?" Yang Zhen extended his Divine Sense sense outward, sensing the increasingly violent aura around him. The deafening roars were terrifying.
"Damn it, how many people are buried in this Tomb of Departed Souls?" Yang Zhen ignored the Demon Race woman and asked with a puzzled look, "Even if they are dead, their souls should be scattered or they should simply enter the Samsara. Why are the souls here so violent, as if they will never be able to be reborn?"
Yang Zhen stared at the flustered Demon Race woman and asked, enunciating each word clearly, "What exactly did you do?"
"No, you don't understand. For the sake of the Beiqi people, these ancestors willingly entered the Tomb of Departed Souls, so that one day they could protect their people. How could you humans possibly understand the sacrifices made by the Beiqi ancestors?"
Yang Zhen laughed loudly, pointing at the souls outside the barrier, and said, "This is utterly absurd! Look at these people! Open your big, bright eyes and look at them! Which one of them did it willingly? Even if they did at the beginning, over the years, they've all gone mad. Death is the greatest tragedy, and only when the dead are laid to rest can they find peace. Now these guys can't even enter Samsara; they've lost all their intelligence and become monsters who only know how to kill. Once you fully unleash the murderous energy within them, they won't even have a chance to be scattered to the winds..."
At this point, Yang Zhen turned and left, scoffing repeatedly. "You so-called descendants, yet you have the audacity to say you've made sacrifices for us. Damn it, a bunch of ingrates Sage of Saunter! In my opinion, you bastards, degenerates who even exploited our ancestors, don't deserve to live in this world."
Filial piety is the most important virtue. Yang Zhen had always believed that people who did not respect their elders were the biggest scoundrels in the world. Today, Yang Zhen finally understood what absurdity meant.
Yang Zhen wasn't going to get involved in this mess. Maybe this was just a tradition in the Beiqi, and it was no wonder a human kid like him was getting involved.
The Demon Race woman stared blankly at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, seemingly not understanding why he was so angry. Then, a flash of anger crossed her face, and she said to Yang Zhen, "You... what right do you have to criticize the traditions of our Beiqi Clan?"
Yang Zhen stopped and stared at the Demon Race woman for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "You're wrong. Only an idiot would bother with the trivial matters of your Beiqi Clan. This Sage of Saunter is just feeling sorry for your ancestors. Besides, if this Sage of Saunter isn't mistaken, your Beiqi Clan's luck is almost exhausted, isn't it?"
Upon hearing the last sentence, the Demon Race woman's expression changed drastically. She stared at Yang Zhen in horror and asked, "How do you know? No, this is impossible! This is the greatest secret of my Beiqi Clan! How could you possibly know?"
Yang Zhen exclaimed in amazement, "Oh my, this Sage of Saunter actually guessed right? Damn it, with you all acting so disrespectfully, it's no wonder your luck is bad. By the way, which direction is the Heart of Heaven and Earth in? Thank you!"
The Demon Race woman pointed in a direction with a blank expression, then her face changed drastically, and she hurriedly took two steps forward. "Young master, young master, please wait!"
"What are you doing?" Yang Zhen looked in the direction the Demon Race woman was pointing, which was roughly the same as the direction he had guessed.
With tears welling in her eyes, the Demon Race woman slowly knelt before Yang Zhen and said, "Please, young master, save the Beiqi Clan!"