Chapter 640

Chapter 640: Within the Magma

"Damn it! Why isn’t this Suppressing Fire Pearl working?!"

Hearing the terrifying dragon roar, Yao Feng’s carefree expression shattered, panic flashing across his handsome face for the first time. As Ye Yun kept slashing through Fire Spirits with his sword, Yao Feng dripped sweat, clearly wrestling with some oversight.

"Did I miscalculate? Why hasn’t it succeeded yet?" His thoughts spiraled until sudden realization struck. Hatred flooded his eyes as he spat, "Yao Hongchen! You dared scheme against me!"

In a distant pavilion, a woman sat calmly beneath crimson rain, sipping tea. She paused, sensing the southern rage, and opened blood-red eyes. "Don’t blame me, Yao Feng. Defying the Valley Master would doom us both." A relieved smile curled her lips as she added, "How bitter this tea remains…"

"What’s your plan now? If you’re eager to die, I’ll oblige." Ye Yun wiped lingering Fire Spirit Qi from his blade after defeating the last Fire Spirit King, voice flat.

Yao Feng forced a smirk. "You must have hidden methods. Disappointing if not. Help me seal that supreme Immortal artifact, and this Ten Thousand Souls Mo Yu Fruit is yours." Green light bloomed in his palm, revealing the blue-veined fruit.

The Ancestor of the Sword Path gasped. "Ten Thousand Souls Mo Yu Fruit! How’d this brat find such treasures?"

"Think my offer insufficient?" Yao Feng pressed, studying Ye Yun’s blank expression. "A Seventh Level Nascent Soul expert radiating seventh-level Golden Core aura… Your soul’s crippled, isn’t it? This fruit could heal you."

"I despise threats." Ye Yun’s cold stare froze Yao Feng mid-smirk. "I don’t need you alive to take it."

*Clang!*

Steel flashed as Ye Yun drew his sword. Yao Feng scrambled behind his giant cauldron, but an inexorable sword arc crawled toward him.

"Reverse Time Array—Slow Realm!"

Ye Yun’s left hand gripped a Stagnation Stone while the Ancestor’s soul power surged. Yao Feng’s body stiffened—his spirit perception trapped.

"Madman! Kill me and Medicine King Valley hunts you forever!" Yao Feng shouted, face pale.

"Wrong moves from the start."

Ye Yun’s Purple Shadow Divine Sword blazed as true qi erupted from his core. A ten-zhang sword arc smashed into the cauldron.

*BOOM!*

The impact shook the Extreme Southern Fire Domain.

"Use Immortal Spirit Stones now!" the Ancestor warned as Ye Yun’s energy plummeted. "Your reckless strikes waste true qi!"

"Mid and low-grade stones suffice." Ye Yun sheathed his sword, eyeing the magma. "Where’s Jun Ruolan? Did she sense the artifact too?"

"Possible," the Ancestor mused. "Focus! These Fire Spirit Kings regenerate using volcanic energy. Destroy the artifact source!"

The Ancestor’s will surged, sword intent piercing the magma. A single strike suppressed the rumbling volcano. The dragon’s roar silenced abruptly.

"Exhausting…" The Ancestor absorbed a soul herb, form solidifying slightly. "That artifact would’ve shattered if I’d struck properly."

Crushing the Ten Thousand Souls Mo Yu Fruit, he inhaled its murky energy. "Aged well. Xumi Treasure never disappoints."

Ye Yun plunged into the magma, true qi shielding him. Crimson liquid parted three feet around him as Fire Spirit Qi thirstily absorbed the heat.

"Ancestor. Location."

"Still savoring that fruit’s aftertaste," came the lazy reply. "Stop dawdling!"

"Focus!" Ye Yun growled.

"Fine, fine. Southwest. But remember—"

"Later." Ye Yun shot forward, trailing fiery bubbles. "That artifact’s mine."