Chapter 1620: Chapter 1616: Sword Spirit Crossing Fire
Although the Flying Sword Light Curtain blocked off the intense flas of the sea of fire, Shen Luo still felt extrely hot all over, his cheeks roasted to a bright red, and even his breathing beca scorchingly hot as though he were inhaling flas.
“Such formidable flas, the temperature is so high, almost comparable to so Spirit Fire!” Shen Luo was secretly astonished in his heart, and hurriedly summoned four Pure Yang Swords to rge into the surrounding light curtain to make it slightly more bearable as he sped up his advance.
However, the closer he got to the front, the hotter the temperature within the surrounding sea of flas beca, with the flas turning extrely viscous. After only advancing two or three miles, it beca difficult to break through the surrounding intense flas with the Fiery Light Screen, and he had no choice but to slow down his pace.
Shen Luo flicked his sleeve, summoning another three Flying Swords to rge into the light curtain around him.
The frontal part of the Fiery Light Screen suddenly sharpened, resembling a spearhead, while both sides also beca curved and smooth, quickly breaking through the sea of flas ahead and moving rapidly forward.
Within the Fiery Light Screen, the sound of a phoenix’s cry could be heard as the Vermilion Bird Illusion appeared, rapidly flying around Shen Luo while absorbing all the high temperatures seeping in from the outside.
Shen Luo originally wanted to conserve his mana, but considering the situation, it would be better to hurry to the Lava River.
Protected by eleven Pure Yang Swords and the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit, although the surrounding sea of flas was becoming increasingly fierce, they still could not stop Shen Luo. In less than Half a Mont, he forcefully broke through and arrived at the shoreside of the Lava River.
The rolling Golden Magma River flowed loudly like endless thunder, and above the river, strands of golden flas appeared. Although they seed weak, they were more terrifying than the surrounding sea of flas, directly suppressing all the flas within half a mile of the shore to less than half of the outside sea of flas.
“Golden flas?” Shen Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, and flicked a finger.
“Hiss,” a strand of Red Sword Qi slashed towards the Golden Magma, but the golden flas within the magma suddenly surged, effortlessly burning away the Sword Qi.
After a mont’s contemplation, Shen Luo then urged a Golden Crow Sword Spirit to fly into the Lava River.
The golden flas in the river rose up again, enveloping the Golden Crow Sword Spirit, intending to burn it once more. However, the Golden Crow Sword Spirit was not the previous Sword Qi. Its body surged with the Golden Crow Fire, which wrapped around those golden flas in return, and an intense struggle ensued between them.
The struggle did not last for too long, and soon a victor was decided. The river’s golden flas were formidable, but they were still inferior to the Golden Crow Fire. With the power of the Golden Crow Sword Spirit being so great, it quickly devoured all the golden flas in the river.
The Golden Crow Sword Spirit seed to have received a substantial boost, its body’s flas blazing even brighter, and to Shen Luo’s surprise, it even transmitted a surge of scorching mana into his body, restoring all the mana he had consud while passing through the sea of flas and leaving a bit extra.
“These golden flas actually contain mana, this is great!” Shen Luo was overjoyed, quickly summoning all three Golden Crow Sword Spirits to pounce on the Golden Magma River and devour the Jin Yan within.
His mana rapidly restored, and before long, fully recuperated.
The imnsely vigorous mana surged within his body, making him want to look up to the sky and let out a loud roar, but he just barely held it back.
The Flying Sword inhabited by the Golden Crow Sword Spirit also absorbed a large amount of Jin Yan, with the Pure Yang Power within it increasing significantly, and a Pure Yang Prohibition faintly began to form.
Shen Luo was both shocked and delighted.
“These golden flas, as well as the red flas around, are very similar to the golden and red flas summoned by that Black Magic Array underneath the second layer of the Refining Device Hall. Could it be that the flas inside the Refining Device Hall are called from here? Very likely!” He looked at the flas in front of him and suddenly recalled sothing.
Without getting lost in thought, Nie Caizhu was still waiting for him outside. With a hand motion, Shen Luo conjured a spell in the Void, and the three Golden Crow Sword Spirits rged into one, transforming into a Golden Crow over ten zhang in size that landed on the Lava River.
This Golden Crow’s body was almost solidified into substance, with its flas growing even richer, effortlessly fending off the golden flas rising from within the Lava River.
Shen Luo leapt onto the back of the Golden Crow Sword Spirit; under the isolation of the crow’s flas, he did not feel excessive heat and was delighted. He urged the Golden Crow Sword Spirit to run quickly towards the opposite shore of the river.
This was a sudden inspiration he had for a crossing thod; unable to fly across, this was his only option, and it seed to be working quite well now.
Shen Luo’s only worry at the mont was whether there lay concealed within the lava river any ferocious beasts unique to this place. Should an attack occur now, he had no confidence in withstanding it. If he fell from the Golden Crow Sword Spirit, he would have no choice but to rise into the air and be teleported out.
Fortunately, his concerns did not materialize. He traversed nearly half of the river without encountering any danger.
“It seems that using this thod to cross the Lava River presents no issues; it’s fortunate that I’ve condensed these three Golden Crow Sword Spirits,” he silently rejoiced, turning back towards the path he ca from, quickly exiting the Sea of Flas.
“Why did it take so long? What’s the situation inside?” Nie Caizhu imdiately approached, asking with concern.
“Good news…” Shen Luo recounted in detail the situation with the Sea of Flas and the Lava River, including the matter of crossing the river with the Golden Crow Sword Spirit.
“The Golden Crow Sword Spirit is indeed formidable, truly deserving of its status as a divine fowl of ancient tis. Let’s hurry on, then,” Nie Caizhu said with a hint of joy, urging them to move on.
Shen Luo humd in agreent but did not imdiately set off. He clasped Nie Caizhu’s hand and began transferring his robust mana into her.
Nie Caizhu hastily channeled to absorb his energy, quickly filling up the empty space in her dantian, invigorating her spirit.
“That should do.” Having recovered nearly half her mana, Nie Caizhu hurriedly yelled for him to stop.
Her cultivation technique was different from Shen Luo’s, and she couldn’t absorb all his mana. Continuing further, she worried that it might leave Shen Luo depleted.
Indeed, only about half of Shen Luo’s mana remained, but he would soon recover it during the crossing of the Lava River, so he was not concerned.
He directly summoned the Pure Yang Sword to guard them both as they re-entered the Sea of Flas, reaching the banks of the Lava River quickly.
Shen Luo raised his hand to call out the three Golden Crow Sword Spirits, condensing them once again into a Golden Crow over a dozen zhang long, taking Nie Caizhu with him as they leaped into the river. He summoned all eleven Flying Swords at the sa ti, activating a Sword Array to block the surrounding high temperatures.
Protecting the two of them with eleven Flying Swords was honestly a bit difficult, primarily because he had sealed five Pure Yang Swords within the Five-Fla Seven-Birds Fan, which was currently in the Carefree Mirror and temporarily impossible to summon.
The Golden Crow Sword Spirit spread its wings, striding swiftly across the river while absorbing the golden flas within it.
Shen Luo’s mana was rapidly restored, and he tried to absorb the golden lava flas from the river with the other Flying Swords to enhance the Pure Yang Power.
However, those golden flas were incredibly overbearing; only the four Flying Swords with condensed Sword Spirits were capable of absorbing them—the others were not.
“The Sword Spirit is truly extraordinary. It seems I must hasten to transform the Golden Crow Soul within the three golden arrows into a Tool Spirit as well,” he mused to himself, summoning the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit to join the Golden Crow Sword Spirit in devouring the local golden flas.
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