Immortality from Taming Elephant

Chapter 761: Chapter 337: [Part 2]

Putting away the bronze long sword, he began to search Guo’s relics.

The Mountain Suppressing Seal, Sky-Evasion Talisman, Dominant Body Prison-Suppressing Fist Jade Slip... each one is a precious item.

In addition, there was a bronze mask emitting an unusual shimmering light, exuding a dreamlike, illusory aura.

A treasure from the Great Dream Fairy Palace?

This is a magical treasure.

Its grade is approximately equivalent to the Peak of Second Nirvana, seeming to have the effect of concealing heavenly secrets.

Besides this, it seems to lack strong combat power, otherwise Guo wouldn’t have abandoned it without use at the moment of death.

Xu Guang hesitated, then put it away.

Finally, his gaze returned to the center of the lava lake, focusing on the piece of golden-red shining phoenix glass gold.

The preciousness of this sacred material needs no further words. Even if Xu Guang cannot refine a Holy Artifact, whether he refines it to enhance the power of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, or carves it into a top-grade Second Nirvana divine weapon, it would be a huge boost for him.

However, lurking in the lava lake are numerous, densely packed, sinister fire spirits, floating along with the magma as if guarding the phoenix glass gold.

These sinister fire spirits have blurred forms, resembling humans or beasts, entirely composed of dark red near-black flames and solidified demonic thoughts, silently swimming around.

This lava lake is essentially the domain of these spirits, and approaching it is bound to invite the monsters’ attacks.

"I can’t force my way," Xu Guang thought to himself.

He looked around, contemplating a safe method to retrieve the treasure.

Could these spirit monsters in the Fire Domain, upon encountering each other, end up engaging in mutual slaughter?

Xu Guang deemed this highly possible, as ever since he set foot in the Fire Domain, he had discovered that although these spirit monsters lacked intelligence, they possessed an instinctual territorial awareness.

Conflicts of territorial awareness might lead these sinister fire spirits to kill each other.

Just at that moment.

General Wei let out a low growl.

It sensed someone approaching.

Xu Guang’s heart tightened, swiftly gathering his demonic thoughts, the Formless Demonic Garb enveloping himself and General Wei, carrying Guo’s corpse swiftly into a distant lava cave.

The newcomers moved quickly, and within a few dozen breaths, several figures had successively landed on the charred rock platform on the other side of the lava lake.

The leader was none other than Murong Zhen, with hair and beard white as snow, his face rosy!

Holding a strange duster, his moon-white robe remained spotless, and within a radius of three meters, heat waves did not invade, fully displaying the authority of a Semi-Saint.

However, when his gaze swept over the center of the lava lake, a flicker of undeniable heat flashed deep in his pupils.

Following him were three cultivators with equally strong auras.

One, dressed in black, had previously drawn little attention, but now his strength is apparent.

Another was a middle-aged man in luxurious attire, wearing a jade crown, his face like jade, holding a white jade folding fan, the fan surface painted with a scene of Penglai’s misty waves, exuding an elegant demeanor, his cultivation impressively at the peak of the Fifth Realm.

This was a strong figure from Penglai Palace, holding a status in Penglai Palace comparable to Yuan Shuang’s among the Arctic Six Institutes.

The last one was a shirtless, muscular giant, nearly a zhang in height, his skin bronzed, imprinted with countless flame patterns, breathing fire sparks from his nose and mouth, clearly a body cultivator specializing in fire-element cultivation techniques, his aura wild, and astonishingly at the Peak of Second Nirvana!

"Phoenix Glass Gold!" The middle-aged man in luxurious attire glanced over, eyes fixed on the heart of the lake, exclaiming in a low voice, snapping his fan shut with a greedy gleam in his eyes.

The shirtless giant was breathing heavily, his large eyes locked onto the golden-red glow, his Adam’s apple moving.

"Holy material! Enough to advance this old man’s ’Sky-Burning True Form’ another step!"

The man in black, though, remained silent, instead scanning the surroundings of the lava lake, as if searching for anyone hiding.

This was a very cautious person.

Xu Guang hated this type the most, and feeling the other party’s gaze, he lowered his head, not letting out a trace of his aura.

Murong Zhen stroked his beard and smiled, his voice mild.

"Fellow Daoists, it seems our luck isn’t bad. This phoenix glass gold, concentrated essence of the Fire Domain, is indeed a supreme treasure."

A full half hour passed.

Xu Guang felt only a slight numbness left at the wound on his chest as he slowly stood up, looking down at Guo’s corpse.

This ruthless figure, who wreaked havoc in the Eastern Domain for years, ambushed countless prodigies, and even evaded Zhao Blood Armor’s pursuits, now lay dead silently on the scorched earth of the Fire Domain.

Xu Guang slowly exhaled a mouthful of blood-stained turbid air.

Putting away the bronze long sword, he began to search Guo’s relics.

The Mountain Suppressing Seal, Sky-Evasion Talisman, Dominant Body Prison-Suppressing Fist Jade Slip... each one is a precious item.

In addition, there was a bronze mask emitting an unusual shimmering light, exuding a dreamlike, illusory aura.

A treasure from the Great Dream Fairy Palace?

This is a magical treasure.

Its grade is approximately equivalent to the Peak of Second Nirvana, seeming to have the effect of concealing heavenly secrets.

Besides this, it seems to lack strong combat power, otherwise Guo wouldn’t have abandoned it without use at the moment of death.

Xu Guang hesitated, then put it away.

Finally, his gaze returned to the center of the lava lake, focusing on the piece of golden-red shining phoenix glass gold.

The preciousness of this sacred material needs no further words. Even if Xu Guang cannot refine a Holy Artifact, whether he refines it to enhance the power of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, or carves it into a top-grade Second Nirvana Divine Weapon, it would be a huge boost for him.

However, lurking in the lava lake are numerous, densely packed, sinister fire spirits, floating along with the magma as if guarding the phoenix glass gold.

These sinister fire spirits have blurred forms, resembling humans or beasts, entirely composed of dark red near-black flames and solidified demonic thoughts, silently swimming around.

This lava lake is essentially the domain of these spirits, and approaching it is bound to invite the monsters’ attacks.

"I can’t force my way," Xu Guang thought to himself.

He looked around, contemplating a safe method to retrieve the treasure.

Could these spirit monsters in the Fire Domain, upon encountering each other, end up engaging in mutual slaughter?

Xu Guang deemed this highly possible, as ever since he set foot in the Fire Domain, he had discovered that although these spirit monsters lacked intelligence, they possessed an instinctual territorial awareness.

Conflicts of territorial awareness might lead these sinister fire spirits to kill each other.

Just at that moment.

General Wei let out a low growl.

It sensed someone approaching.

Xu Guang’s heart tightened, swiftly gathering his demonic thoughts, the Formless Demonic Garb enveloping himself and General Wei, carrying Guo’s corpse swiftly into a distant lava cave.

The newcomers moved quickly, and within a few dozen breaths, several figures had successively landed on the charred rock platform on the other side of the lava lake.

The leader was none other than Murong Zhen, with hair and beard white as snow, his face rosy!

Holding a strange duster, his moon-white robe remained spotless, and within a radius of three meters, heat waves did not invade, fully displaying the authority of a Semi-Saint.

However, when his gaze swept over the center of the lava lake, a flicker of undeniable heat flashed deep in his pupils.

Following him were three cultivators with equally strong auras.

One, dressed in black, had previously drawn little attention, but now his strength is apparent.

Another was a middle-aged man in luxurious attire, wearing a jade crown, his face like jade, holding a white jade folding fan, the fan surface painted with a scene of Penglai’s misty waves, exuding an elegant demeanor, his cultivation impressively at the peak of the Fifth Realm.

This was a strong figure from Penglai Palace, holding a status in Penglai Palace comparable to Yuan Shuang’s among the Arctic Six Institutes.

The last one was a shirtless, muscular giant, nearly a zhang in height, his skin bronzed, imprinted with countless flame patterns, breathing fire sparks from his nose and mouth, clearly a body cultivator specializing in fire-element cultivation techniques, his aura wild, and astonishingly at the Peak of Second Nirvana!

"Phoenix Glass Gold!" The middle-aged man in luxurious attire glanced over, eyes fixed on the heart of the lake, exclaiming in a low voice, snapping his fan shut with a greedy gleam in his eyes.

The shirtless giant was breathing heavily, his large eyes locked onto the golden-red glow, his Adam’s apple moving.

"Holy material! Enough to advance this old man’s ’Sky-Burning True Form’ another step!"

The man in black, though, remained silent, instead scanning the surroundings of the lava lake, as if searching for anyone hiding.

This was a very cautious person.

Xu Guang hated this type the most, and feeling the other party’s gaze, he lowered his head, not letting out a trace of his aura.

Murong Zhen stroked his beard and smiled, his voice mild.

"Fellow Daoists, it seems our luck isn’t bad. This phoenix glass gold, concentrated essence of the Fire Domain, is indeed a supreme treasure."