People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

For the next period of time, Xiao Ling stayed at the Starfall Pavilion and did not rush to set off for the Flame Dome Ancient Domain.

Besides his daily cultivation and alchemy, he spent his days researching ancient records about the Flame Sky Ancient Domain, gaining a more detailed understanding of that dangerous place. This exploration had to be foolproof.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yan's time at the Starfall Pavilion also came to a close.

His residence became a mountain peak backed by a waterfall and perpetually filled with the fragrance of herbs, and his identity as an "Elder of the Starfall Pavilion" allowed him to officially establish himself in this top power in Central China.

It should be noted that Xiao Yan has made a name for himself in Zhongzhou for quite some time.

The young man from the Jia Ma Empire, with his superb alchemy skills and the courage to fight beyond his level, had long been coveted by many forces. The recruitment letters he had received could fill half a room, and the conditions he offered were more tempting than the last. But he never agreed until he stepped into the gates of the Starfall Pavilion.

This choice was undoubtedly wise for him. The Starfall Pavilion never imposed any restrictions on him; on the contrary, it opened a corner of its treasure trove, allowing him to take the rare medicinal materials he needed for alchemy.

What's even more remarkable is that the pavilion houses two ninth-grade alchemy grandmasters. The old alchemist's experience is as deep as the ocean, and he can always point out the key when he gets stuck. Xiao Ling's control over the strange fire is superb, and his casual demonstration of fire control techniques can enlighten him.

With such a "luxury lineup" guiding him every day, Xiao Yan's alchemy skills improved by leaps and bounds.

The other day, when he tried to refine an eighth-grade healing pill, he was able to refine an eighth-grade four-color pill on his own, which can be described as remarkable progress.

If word of this rapid improvement in alchemy skills were to spread outside, it would likely cause those alchemists who have been stuck at the seventh rank for many years to beat their chests in envy and turn green with envy.

Xiao Ling, on the other hand, lived a balanced life at Xingyun Pavilion.

In the early morning, he would inhale and exhale purple qi to temper his battle qi on the mountaintop. In the afternoon, he would try out various novel pill-refining techniques in the alchemy room. In the evening, he would occasionally encounter Mu Qingluan who came to find him. The two would walk side by side on the stone path dyed red by the setting sun, chatting about interesting things that happened while refining pills or the scenery in the mountains. The evening breeze would brush against his robes, carrying the fragrance of herbs and pills.

This peaceful time is like a warm cushion laid out for the years of sword fights and turmoil that followed.

The mountain breeze is gentle, and the fragrance of incense wafts through the air. Beneath this surface of tranquility lies a hidden strength, waiting to be unleashed when the next gust of wind rises.

……

Time slipped away quietly, and the peaceful half-month passed in the blink of an eye, like sand slipping through our fingers.

The morning mist on the mountaintop condensed and dissipated, and the medicinal fragrance in the alchemy room intensified and then faded. When Xiao Ling closed the last page of the ancient book about the Flame Sky Ancient Domain, there was no longer any hesitation in his eyes. The time to set off had come.

In the first rays of dawn on the second day, Xiao Ling had already left the Starfall Pavilion and was speeding towards the western region of Central China.

Three days later, the outline of the Flame Dome Ancient Domain had already appeared on the horizon.

The moment you step into this area, a wave of scorching heat hits you, as if the air itself were on fire, and the pungent smell of sulfur and magma fills your nostrils.

Looking around, the earth has long been torn apart by volcanic activity over thousands of years. The rolling black mountains are barren, and the exposed rock walls gleam with a dark red luster after being baked by the high temperature. Occasionally, red lava flows down the mountain crevices, forming winding "rivers of fire" in the ravines. The rising heat waves distort the view slightly.

In the distance, a giant volcano was spewing thick smoke, the gray-black plume shooting straight into the sky, intertwining with the clouds to create a chaotic scene. Even the sunlight could hardly penetrate this natural barrier, only casting a few dim yellow halos.

The rocks beneath his feet were incredibly hot; even with Xiao Ling's cultivation level, he could feel a slight burning sensation from the soles of his shoes.

The fire-attribute energy permeating the air was violent and chaotic, sometimes surging like a raging torrent, and sometimes suddenly freezing, as if countless restless fire beasts were buried beneath this land, ready to break free and burst forth at any moment.

This is the Flame Dome Ancient Domain, the most renowned "Fire Hell Land" in the Central Continent.

Ordinary cultivators who enter this place, if their cultivation level is not high enough to reach the Dou Zong realm, will have their meridians eroded by the scorching energy within half an hour. Only those who truly control the power of flames can explore the secrets of the strange fire buried deep beneath the volcano in this perilous place.

A moment later, Xiao Ling landed atop a low hill, not taking in the surrounding scenery, but instead focusing his gaze on the volcanic cluster deep within the ancient domain, which was billowing with thick black smoke.

With a slight thought, his soul perception spread out like an invisible tide, instantly covering an area of ​​ten miles in radius.

The next moment, several distinct auras clearly entered my senses. Two miles to the east, three auras were arguing around a red-glowing volcanic rock, their fighting spirits fluctuating chaotically and impatiently.

Beside a magma fissure on the west side, a hidden presence is holding its breath, seemingly waiting for its prey to walk into its trap.

Further away, several other auras were moving slowly, pausing occasionally to probe, clearly searching for rare and precious materials.

Clearly, the owners of these auras are cultivators from the Central Plains who have come here to search for rare and precious materials.

Although the Flame Dome Ancient Domain is fraught with danger, its extreme environment has also given rise to rare spiritual materials such as Fire Spirit Grass and Flame Heart Fruit, making it a place where cultivators have always ventured to seek treasures.

Even knowing that volcanic eruptions and energy surges could occur at any time, countless people still flock to the area, trying to seize opportunities from this "fiery hell."

Xiao Ling didn't take these auras seriously; their strength was far from being a cause for concern.

He withdrew his senses, and with a flick of his finger, the map of the strange fire that Xiao Yan had given him floated out of his storage ring.

On the yellowed animal skin paper, besides the ancient rune markings left by that senior, there are also detailed annotations added by Xiao Yan later.

He lightly swiped his finger across the map and quickly located his position.

At the end of the map, a bright red flame mark stands out, indicating the approximate location of the strange fire, pointing directly to the core of the "Burning Sky Volcano Cluster" deepest in the ancient domain.

After confirming the direction, Xiao Ling put the map into his storage ring, and crimson-gold flames suddenly rose around him, resonating with the violent fire attribute energy in the air.

He lightly touched the black stone with his toes, and his figure transformed into a dazzling stream of light, tearing through the scorching air waves as he sped toward the most dangerous heartland of the Flame Sky Ancient Domain.

The low hills and scattered auras behind them rapidly shrank, leaving only that crimson-gold light, like a resolute arrow, piercing through the chaotic dust and flying towards its unknown destination. ...

The deeper they flew into the ancient domain, the more ferocious the surrounding environment became.

The scorching heatwave was almost tangible, and when it hit my skin, it caused a burning pain. The smell of sulfur in the air was so strong that it was pungent, and even breathing felt like swallowing sparks.

The black rock below had long lost its complete outline, replaced by crisscrossing lava ravines. Crimson magma surged and roared within them, and the rising heat dyed the sky an eerie crimson. Occasionally, the rumbling of volcanic eruptions came from underground, as muffled as the low growl of a giant beast.

But this intense heat and ferocity, which would make ordinary experts retreat, was nothing to Xiao Ling.

The crimson-gold flames surrounding him rippled slightly, completely isolating him from the oncoming heat. The various strange flames within his body resonated with the surrounding fire-attribute energy, making his battle qi flow more smoothly and actively, even giving him a faint sense of elation. This fiery hell was the perfect breeding ground for nourishing strange flames.

In less than half an hour, Xiao Ling had penetrated through layers of volcanic ash and mist, and entered the core area of ​​the Burning Sky Volcano Group.

The flame markers on the map became clearer, guiding him towards the very center surrounded by peaks.

When the giant mountain that Xiao Yan had mentioned to him earlier came into view, even Xiao Ling couldn't help but slow down.

It was a colossal peak far more majestic than the surrounding volcanoes. The black mountain rose abruptly from the center of this desolate place, and the mountainside was etched with reddish patterns by the lava that had been erupting for many years, like the scales of a giant beast.

At the summit, a huge crater opens up like a sinkhole, its rim covered with sharp black stone edges, and the edges still bear traces of solidified lava flow, like teeth marks gnawed by flames.

What's even stranger is the flow trajectory of the surrounding天地 (heaven and earth) energy.

After sensing the surrounding world, Xiao Ling was able to discover that the violent fire-attribute energy was converging on the volcano like rivers flowing into the sea. The invisible energy flow formed a visible vortex in mid-air, carrying scorching pressure as it continuously surged into the depths of the volcano.

This convergence of the power of heaven and earth gave the entire giant mountain a natural majesty, as if it were the source of the flames in this ancient domain, suppressing the most violent power underground.

Xiao Ling hovered a hundred feet away from the crater's edge, his gaze piercing through the rolling heatwaves and smoke, looking towards the bottomless, dark opening. The final marker on the map pointed directly to the deepest part of the crater.

He could clearly sense that a more domineering and ancient flame aura, far more powerful than the volcanic rock flame he had sensed from Xiao Yan's body, was faintly emanating from below, creating a strange sensation that both repelled and attracted the strange fire within his body.

Sensing the restlessness of the strange fire within his body, Xiao Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and his fingertips unconsciously rubbed his chin.

He was all too familiar with this strange resonance that was both repulsive and attractive; only when two different flames met could such a strong sensation be triggered.

Clearly, his trip to the Flame Dome Ancient Domain was not in vain.

The faint aura emanating from afar was enough to stir the strange fire within his body, causing even the circulation of his battle qi to tremble with excitement.

Xiao Ling focused his attention and examined the flames emanating from the depths of the volcano. The domineering power contained a trace of ancient strength, and the intense heat seemed capable of burning everything. In Xiao Ling's initial assessment, its strength was definitely no less than the Bone Spirit Cold Flame inherited from Yao Lao, and it might even be stronger.

It should be noted that the Bone Spirit Cold Flame is ranked high on the Strange Flame Ranking and is already recognized as a top-tier flame. This strange flame, confined deep within the volcano, can cause such a commotion with just a wisp of its aura. Its rank is probably even more astonishing than he had anticipated.

A look of anticipation curved Xiao Ling's lips as he gazed more sharply into the depths of the volcano's crater. This exploration seemed destined to yield a significant reward.

Having made his decision, Xiao Ling hesitated no longer. With a thought, the crimson-gold flames around him suddenly surged, enveloping his body completely like an impenetrable armor of fire, the intense light drawing a bright arc along the edge of the dim volcano.

The next moment, he leaped into the air, like a rocket launched from a bow, and plunged straight into the crater below.

Upon entering, scorching waves of magma surged forth like a tide, and the surroundings were filled with churning crimson lava and pungent sulfurous smoke, reducing visibility to less than ten feet.

However, the strange fire within Xiao Ling's body had already resonated with the surrounding energy. The crimson-gold flame armor completely isolated the magma and high temperature. His figure moved like a fish through the chaos, following the increasingly clear aura of the strange fire, and plummeted straight into the depths of the volcano.

He could hear the roar of churning magma and the crunching of rocks. In the darkness below, the domineering aura of fire grew stronger and stronger, even beginning to collide and resonate more intensely with the flames on his body.

Xiao Ling's eyes narrowed, and he accelerated his descent, rushing towards the direction where he sensed the strongest sensation.

At this moment, Xiao Ling no longer needed the guidance of the strange fire map.

The resonance between the strange fire within his body and the power deep within the volcano grew stronger and stronger. Each pulse was like a precise compass, clearly imprinting the location of that strange fire into his perception.

As they ventured deeper, the temperature of the surrounding magma rose higher and higher, but the crimson-gold flames on Xiao Ling's body grew even more intense, resonating with the strange fire within his body, making him feel like a fish in water.

The deeper they went, the clearer the ancient and domineering aura of fire became. They could even sense that the other party had also noticed the approach of the outsiders, and a faint tremor was coming from the depths, as if a sleeping fire beast was about to awaken.

Just then, the magma below suddenly surged violently, and the crimson lava exploded like boiling water. Several torrents of magma, each ten feet thick, rushed toward Xiao Ling from different directions with a devastating force.

The scorching heatwave nearly burned through the space, carrying a clear hostility. It was obviously a strange fire deep within the volcano that had sensed the intruder and launched the first attack.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Ling raised an eyebrow, a knowing glint in his eyes. Was this the warning from that strange fire?

However, his speed did not decrease in the slightest, and he did not even deliberately activate his battle aura for defense.

With a slight flick of his crimson-gold flames, he blocked the oncoming torrent of lava. The blazing fire waves, which were enough to kill even high-level experts, were instantly split and blasted apart when they hit his flame armor, just like a stream hitting a rock. Not even the edges of his robes were scorched.

Seeing that his attack had no effect, Xiao Ling couldn't help but grin. Although this strange fire was domineering, it couldn't harm him at the moment.

He continued his rapid ascent deeper into the area. As the distance closed, the aura of the strange fire grew stronger and stronger in his senses, like the beating of a drum, even causing the strange fire within his own body to hum with excitement. (End of Chapter)