BTTH : Emperor Yang

Chapter 250: Chapter 250: Magma World at the Bottom of the Tower

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Whoosh!

From the breach at the tower’s tip stretched a massive vertical tunnel, dozens of meters wide, that led straight down to the tower’s base—perhaps even deep beneath the ground.

From below, a vast suction force surged upward, pulling everything above toward the depths.

Invisible flames, along with magma clinging to the tunnel walls, were all being drawn downward along this force, plunging into the dark abyss below.

Veiled in a faint, flickering black flame barrier, Wei Yang shielded himself from the surrounding invisible fire as his body was carried downward by the suction force.

Despite the Dou Qi shield’s protection, Wei Yang could still feel the terrifying heat of the invisible flames penetrating through, bringing a stinging pain to his skin.

”No wonder it’s barely reached the level of a high-level Dou Zong. This temperature is truly terrifying!” Wei Yang murmured inwardly.

Still, this level of heat wasn’t enough to trouble him.

Within his dantian—

Buzz...

A black sun trembled faintly, releasing a wave of excitement.

The wisps of black flame flickering over Wei Yang’s body began to stir, eagerly absorbing the external heat and traces of invisible fire.

For the Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame, this environment was nothing short of a feast.

”Easy now, don’t overdo it! If you cause too much of a stir, the Falling Heart Flame will notice your presence and become alert,” Wei Yang quickly warned it through mental transmission. ”If it gets scared and flees deeper into the magma, what then?”

Buzz buzz...

The Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame quivered, sending out a somewhat aggrieved wave.

”Yes yes, I know you’re hungry. Be patient—once we handle this, I’ll let you gorge yourself!” Wei Yang replied grumpily.

Buzz~

The flame reluctantly obeyed, no longer devouring the heat and invisible flames so aggressively, only sneaking in a bite or two now and then.

”Just look at you—such a glutton. Is eating all you ever think about?” Wei Yang scoffed, then ignored it.

At that moment—

Hm?

Wei Yang looked up.

Above him, the breach at the top of the tower had shrunk to the size of a fingernail. At this point, he had no idea how deep into the earth he had fallen—he was likely nearing the base of the tower.

And just then, a small black dot appeared above, rapidly descending toward him.

”Brother Wei, wait for me!” came Xiao Yan’s voice.

”Brat Wei, it’s us—hold up,” Yao Lao transmitted as well.

Seeing this, Wei Yang spread his Dou Qi wings, resisting the suction force and slowing his descent.

Whoosh!

The black dot grew larger until Xiao Yan’s figure emerged, cloaked in a coat of cyan flames.

”Brother Wei,” Xiao Yan called out in relief as he caught up.

Wei Yang nodded and reached out to grab Xiao Yan’s shoulder. Then, his wings folded back.

Swoosh—!

Their figures plummeted rapidly once more.

Xiao Yan glanced around at the scenery hurtling upward past them and transmitted, ”We’re already at the ninth level. Below that lies the magma world beneath the tower.”

Whoosh!

Just as he finished speaking, the two of them passed the ninth level and entered a tunnel made of dark red rock.

Peering down from here, they could faintly see the dark crimson glow of magma beneath their feet.

The temperature suddenly spiked.

However, the suction force began to weaken, and the invisible flames around them thinned significantly.

Clearly, the Falling Heart Flame had already absorbed most of the invisible fire here.

”Get ready. We’re about to face the Falling Heart Flame—be careful,” Wei Yang warned via transmission.

”Got it,” Xiao Yan nodded.

”As we agreed, we’ll join forces to take that beast down, and I’ll help you refine the Falling Heart Flame afterward. But the Sea Heart Flame and Han Feng’s storage ring—those are mine,” Wei Yang reminded, his gaze locked on the increasingly expansive crimson world below.

”No problem,” Xiao Yan grinned.

Between the Sea Heart Flame and the Falling Heart Flame, his choice was obvious.

Whether in ranking or raw power, the Falling Heart Flame was clearly superior.

The Sea Heart Flame was ranked fifteenth and only possessed power at the peak Dou Huang level.

As for the Falling Heart Flame, even setting aside its power, Xiao Yan cared more about its unique trait: its cheat-like ability to boost cultivation speed.

This single trait could drastically accelerate his growth.

Whoosh—!

As they continued their rapid descent, the two of them finally broke through the tunnel and entered a world of molten red...

Whoosh! Whoosh!

With a flick of their wings, the two figures rose and hovered in midair.

Their eyes swept across the surroundings.

Before them stretched an immense underground magma world—so vast, it seemed to stretch beyond the horizon.

Compared to the underground magma realm beneath the Tagore Desert, where the Green Lotus Core Flame had been obtained, this place completely dwarfed it in both size and temperature—it was like comparing a child’s toy to a true beast.

Below lay an endless sea of magma.

Crash...

The magma surged rhythmically, like a tide, occasionally tossing up waves that were neither too large nor too small.

Blistering waves of heat slammed into them, so intense they momentarily robbed them of breath.

Pop~ Pop~ Pop~

One after another, giant bubbles swelled and burst across the magma surface, releasing plumes of gray-white gas that spread through the air.

That was fire poison!

Both of them couldn’t help but reveal a trace of awe on their faces.

What a colossal magma world.

Wei Yang’s gaze locked onto the world below, as if his sight pierced through the endless sea of magma, reaching even deeper into the heart of the earth.

Down there... was where the Tuo She Ancient Mansion’s lay.

...

”Brother Wei,” Xiao Yan pointed ahead. ”Look!”

Wei Yang snapped out of his thoughts and followed the direction with his eyes.

In the distance, atop the magma sea, a colossal pythonine figure—dozens of zhang long—was coiled silently.

There lay a sea of invisible flame.

The formless fire blazed and rolled, unfurling like a flaming carpet across a wide swath of the magma ocean.

Flames raged upward more than ten meters high, forming a ring around the central figure of the Invisible Fire Python

.At this moment, the python also sensed the presence of Wei Yang and Xiao Yan. It slowly lifted its massive head, its pale, eerie python eyes sweeping toward them.

Its gaze passed over Wei Yang—but then locked directly onto Xiao Yan.

No—more precisely, it locked onto the azure flame burning on Xiao Yan’s body.

Hiss!

The Invisible Fire Python let out a faint cry. Within its vast eyes, an unmistakable glint of greed and ecstasy flashed.

It hadn’t expected that the Green Lotus Core Flame—which it had once been reluctant to part with—would deliver itself to its doorstep!

Originally, its plan had been to kill Han Feng first, then deal with Xiao Yan.

However, Wei Yang’s sudden intervention ruined its scheme, forcing it to swallow the Ocean Heart Flame.

And when Han Feng detonated the Ocean Heart Flame inside its body, it had no choice but to retreat to its lair to suppress and refine it.

But now... the Green Lotus Core Flame had come chasing after it.

What was surprise, if not this?!

The python slowly raised its long neck, tilting its massive head as it stared at Xiao Yan. An impatient hunger surged in its gaze.

Yet it didn’t attack immediately—clearly, it still had concerns.

If one looked carefully, they’d notice that deep within its body, a cluster of deep-blue flame was burning fiercely, barely holding off the invasion of the invisible fire.

...

Wei Yang’s wings beat softly behind him as he folded his arms and chuckled. ”That beast has its eyes on you.”

”If it wants to hunt me, well—I want to hunt it too,” Xiao Yan shrugged. ”Let’s see who succeeds in the end.”

Still, deep down, he felt a hint of nervousness.

If not for Wei Yang’s presence, even with Yao Lao’s help, he wouldn’t have had the confidence to deal with this thing.

Wei Yang’s gaze shifted slightly, settling on the deep-blue flame struggling within the sea of invisible fire. His brow arched. ”Han Feng’s tougher than I thought. He’s still holding out. Senior, what do you think?”

His voice faded—but Yao Lao remained silent.

The air turned still.

”...Master?” Xiao Yan called softly.

A moment later—

”Sigh... such a sin...”

Yao Lao’s weary sigh finally drifted to their ears. ”If possible... preserve what remains of his soul. I have some things I want to ask him face to face...”

His voice grew low toward the end, tinged with bitterness and clenched-teeth restraint.

There was hatred, fury, resentment, regret... and also—

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