Chapter 1400: Leaping Into The Volcano
His arm was crippled and the Bronze Square Tripod fell to the ground.
Su Zimo no longer had the energy to pick up the Bronze Square Tripod.
That was because the terror of the Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestors was not merely limited to that!
When the two spears collided with the Bronze Square Tripod, they were already shattered. However, the scorching golden flames exploded and devoured Su Zimo instantly!
The Sun Essence Fire conjured by the Half-Martial Ancestor was much stronger than the Golden Crow Third Prince!
His hair and flesh were charred and he was completely engulfed by the Sun Essence Fire, turning into a gigantic human-shaped fireball!
"Pfft!"
At the same time, another ball of blood light burst forth from the battlefield!
"Ah!"
Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix's tragic cry sounded.
It turned out that the slash released by Su Zimo when he was defending against the two Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestors was targeted at Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix!
A bloodied arm was sent flying.
Although Su Zimo was in the Sun Essence Fire and felt immense pain throughout his body, he did not make a single sound. Gritting his teeth, he threw the Dragon Soul Saber down and grabbed Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix's broken arm!
To be fair, the pain of being burned by the Sun Essence Fire was not even comparable to 10% of the Dao Inheritance Ground's Three Tribulations Domain.
The bone-piercing Yin wind and the pain of the Karmic Flames were not something that ordinary people could endure!
"He's not dead?"
The expressions of the two Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestors turned cold as they transformed into two golden beams of light that charged towards Su Zimo.
There was no way they could let Su Zimo survive!
Within the golden flames, a mocking look flashed through Su Zimo's eyes. The moment the two Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestors moved, he moved as well!
He did not advance, but leaped down towards the mouth of the volcano not far behind him!
"Young master!"
Mo Ying exclaimed when she saw that.
Bang!
She was distracted and was struck by a Dharmic art from a Mighty Figure of Penglai Island instantly. She fell to the ground and spat out blood with a dim expression.
As though she could not feel the pain on her body, Mo Ying merely looked in the direction of the mouth of the volcano in a daze.
Su Zimo's figure had long vanished into the rumbling heat.
Even up above, they could barely endure the temperature of that sacred volcano, let alone the lava within!
Even if the two Half-Martial Ancestors of the Golden Crow race were to fall in, they would most likely be doomed!
"This…"
Everyone else was stunned when they saw that.
"To think that Desolate Martial's character would be so unyielding that he would rather commit suicide than be killed by us," Mystic Frost said.
"That's too easy on him!"
The Golden Crow Third Prince said hatefully.
He could not vent the anger in his heart because he could not skin Su Zimo alive, pull out his tendons and burn his bones into ashes!
"No! It's not that simple!"
Right then, the voice of Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix sounded and he panted slightly. Blood was still flowing from his broken arm and it had yet to regrow.
The dragon qi contained by the Dragon Soul Saber affected his wound significantly.
Although Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix's aura was weak, he urged still, "You guys, take a look at the mouth of the volcano. Desolate Martial might have other tricks up his sleeves!"
"That's right!"
The Golden Crow Third Prince reacted as well. "Desolate Martial has an extremely blessed life. In the previous battle of Heaven and Earth Valley, he did not die even after he was exiled into the void by a Half-Martial Ancestor of the human race!"
"Humph!"
One of the Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestors harrumphed coldly. "What's the temperature of the lava in the sacred volcano? Even we would die if we fell in, let alone a Dharma Characteristic Dao Lord!"
Even with that said, everyone endured the heat of the sacred volcano and headed towards its mouth.
By the time they arrived at the mouth of the volcano, the Golden Crow Third Prince, Mystic Frost and the others were drenched in sweat that evaporated immediately; even their skin was dry and cracked!
A layer of sweat appeared on the cheeks of the two Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestors.
Everyone focused their gazes towards the depths of the volcano.
In the depths of the volcano, scarlet lava surged and Su Zimo's eyes were tightly shut—more than half of his body was drowned in the lava!
His flesh was already burned into nothingness.
Although only his skeleton was left, it began to melt under the terrifying lava as well!
Before long, the lava surged and engulfed Su Zimo completely!
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that.
In that case, there shouldn't be any accidents.
Everyone retreated one after another—every single moment at the borders of the mouth of the volcano was an immense torture for them!
"How is it? Is Desolate Martial still alive?"
Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix did not advance because his arm was snapped. He asked hurriedly when he saw everyone return so quickly.
"He's dead!"
Mystic Frost nodded and said with conviction, "From this day forth, Desolate Martial will cease to exist in the cultivation world!"
"He died so easily?"
Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix still could not believe it. He turned to look at the two Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestors and could not help but say, "Seniors, you should have been faster and stopped Desolate Martial from jumping down the volcano."
"Why? Are you blaming us?"
A Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestor had a cold expression and his tone was sinister.
"N-No, that's not what I meant,"
Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix was alarmed and explained hurriedly, "After all, Desolate Martial has too many secrets and treasures on him. It's a pity for him to die in the volcano just like that."
"Humph!"
The Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestor harrumphed coldly. "There's nothing to pity. Desolate Martial's Bronze Tripod and Dragon Soul Saber are still here on the volcano."
"B-but…"
Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix wanted to speak but stopped.
"But what?"
The other Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestor sneered and asked.
"My arm…"
"Fufu,"
Before Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix could finish, he was interrupted by a sneer.
The Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestor pouted. "It's just an arm. Once you recuperate for a few days and the dragon qi around your wound dissipates, it'll naturally regrow."
"But…"
Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix wanted to explain further.
The Golden Crow Half-Martial Ancestor frowned slightly and waved his hand with an impatient expression.
Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix sighed internally.
For some reason, he felt uneasy.
Indeed, his severed arm was not considered a serious injury.
However, the key was that there was a Divine Phoenix Bone in his palm!
At that time, the situation changed drastically. In fact, Desolate Martial insisted on severing Heavenly Phoenix's arm instead of using his full strength to defend against the attacks of two Half-Martial Ancestors!
Later on, Desolate Martial's arm was crippled by the attacks of the two half-Martial Ancestors as well.
However, he was willing to abandon his Bronze Square Tripod and the Dragon Soul Saber in order to get his hands on the Divine Phoenix Bone!
Desolate Martial had painstakingly endured serious injuries and abandoned many treasures just to obtain the Divine Phoenix Bone—could he have done that just so he could commit suicide with it by jumping into the volcano?
That did not make sense.
Of course, since Mystic Frost and the others saw Desolate Martial die with their own eyes, there shouldn't be any accidents.
Although Desolate Martial was killed in this battle, they suffered immense losses as well.
It was even more so for Mighty Figure Heavenly Phoenix!
Initially, he thought that he would be able to get his hands on Desolate Martial's Divine Phoenix Bone. Even if he could not cultivate the bloodline of the Feng Huang, his combat strength would increase tremendously. To think that he would have lost his Divine Phoenix Bone just like that.
