After waiting for a while without being attacked, Meng Jingsheng gritted his teeth and slowly tunneled toward the source of the danger. His movements were exceptionally cautious and slow, ready to instantly flee upward at any moment.
However, the thing he feared did not happen, allowing him to continue tunneling downward. When Meng Jingsheng had descended more than forty li underground, a patch of dusky yellow light suddenly appeared at the edge of his divine sense.
When the yellow light entered the range of Meng Jingsheng's divine sense, joy surged in his heart. Yet he immediately stopped where he was and did not continue approaching.
This was because the pressure in his heart at that moment felt as though someone were clutching his heart and squeezing harder and harder, already deforming it. The palpitations came in ever stronger waves...
While remaining cautiously on guard, Meng Jingsheng began carefully observing the hazy yellow light from afar through his divine sense. The patch was roughly the size of a tabletop.
Yet when his divine sense penetrated the yellow light, it passed through with ease. He then saw the scenery behind it—another layer of black rock.
It gave him the feeling that something like a crystal had been embedded in that layer of Black Flame stone, making it appear as though a small patch of yellow light had been vertically laid over it. Naturally, divine sense could easily pass through it.
This situation left Meng Jingsheng somewhat stunned. He wondered whether that patch of dusky yellow light was the sentient thing he had suspected. But it was far too large, many times larger than the "Black Flame Crystal" he had considered its mother body!
He could only observe even more carefully. Yet that small patch of dusky yellow light simply continued emitting light,