With the three-legged strange bird’s alertness, it was bound to notice.
Since he could not do it forcefully, Yi Yun gritted his teeth and looked at the long root stem. He then dived deeper into the lava lake.
Success and failure was at stake!
When Yi Yun swam down, the temperature of the lava rose up like a straight line. The lava at this depth had already changed into a strange red-golden color. He could not tell that there was a high temperature, but Yi Yun could feel his skin cracking from the dryness and his meridians were feeling pain.
This was Yang toxins.
When pure Yang energy became too strong, to warriors whose realm was insufficient to handle it, it would become highly toxic.
Using the Purple Crystal, Yi Yun changed the Yang toxins in the lava into traces of pure Yang energy. Those that he could not change, he diverted away. However, the Yang toxins were too intense, so they still slowly entered Yi Yun’s meridians.
His Yuan Qi was depleting faster and faster, and there was only about 50% left. By using the Purple Crystal, Yi Yun’s mental energies were also depleting quickly. Once he could not take it, he would not be able to go back.
Yi Yun focused fully and he did not retreat. He steadily swam towards the boulder and finally, he reached the top of the boulder. Only then did Yi Yun see what this boulder was.
It was uniform and it looked like black glass. It had a bright luster that contained pure Yang energy. It was extremely hard. For it to be soaked in the lava lake for eons, and letting it burn day and night under the pure Yang fire, even if it was just a piece of muddy rock could be refined into real gold.
The boulder itself was already a treasure and it could be refined into a weapon.
If it was any other time, picking up such a boulder would be a great opportunity, but to the present Yi Yun, it only made him speechless.
He had to split apart such a hard boulder!
With the Red Lotus Saber in hand, Yi Yun could feel a cold frost Qi that seemed to lower the temperature of the surrounding lava by a tiny bit.
“What a good saber!” Yi Yun felt. That old hag’s treasured saber did not disappoint him.
Dang!
Yi Yun slashed his saber and hit the boulder with sparks appearing. The blade of the Red Lotus Saber was not damaged in any way, but only a white mark was left behind on the surface of the black boulder.