Chapter 404: Natural Spirit Fire
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The female pirate Margaret wanted to find the Second Elder, who was training in meditation in the Amazon Forests according to the rumors, while she also wanted to revive Vandal Tribe. She didn’t just dispatch a team of her clan to leave Dark Sand Island with Yang Ling, she still had given him a portrait of the second elder.
After Yang Ling took the portrait, and observed it, he became sure that the white-robed old man sitting cross-legged in the Smelting Pond was the Second Elder Brent, which the Vandal Tribe looked for persistently for a thousand years.
Is he heavily injured, or is he stranded there?
Yang Ling looked at Elder Faern, Elder Brown, Stuart, and the other apex experts who joined hands to attack the Elf King, before he looked at the Burning Fire Elf King that frequently Explosive FireBalls to kill knights and Spellcasters, and who tried to break through the encirclement.
Afterward, Yang Ling looked at the burning Smelting Pond, and he started making guesses about the reason why the Second Elder appeared here.
It was rumored that the Second Elder trained up to God-Level several thousand years ago, and his Wind Magic reached perfection. But he still wanted to advance into a higher Stage, and that was why he trained in meditation within the Amazon Forests.
However, the underground tomb had a dead atmosphere, and its second floor didn’t have anything other than Death Energy and Fire Magical Element. It didn’t have even a single wisp of Wind Magical Element, and the Second Elder would obviously not train here. He was either injured so heavily that he couldn’t move, or he was stranded within the Smelting Pond.
Since the depression that had many steles was an Imprisonment Space that had many Gravity Restrictions, Illusory Spell Formations, and Killing Formations, then the Smelting Pond’s surroundings were surely filled with traps and mysterious Restrictions.
When a Templar of the Church ended up inadvertently walking into that region, his body started burning, and he started running around in the surrounding like a headless fly, before he was burned to ashes.
Even if a person’s power was stronger, and was able to resist the blazing flames, he would end up stranded here for several thousand years if he didn’t know the Restrictions’ mysteries.
This Restriction’s land was too great, too complicated, and had a layer over layer of Illusory Spell Formations. Even Yang Ling that was adept at Restrictions’ field didn’t dare to intrude here carelessly, let alone an ordinary person.
It wouldn’t be difficult for Yang Ling to evade the traps, but he was still incapable for now to break the Restriction, and if he didn’t guess wrong, then the Formation Eye should be in the burning Smelting Pond. So who would dare to intrude there rashly?
“Youngster, if you want to break the Burning Fire Restriction, the Smelting Pond is the key. Come over here, you don’t have to worry about the purples flames because I’m here for you.”
While Yang Ling was observing the Restriction within the Smelting Pond, an aged voice reverberated in his soul once again.
“Elder Brent, several thousand years had already elapsed, and the tribe was always looking for you. The Dark Sand Island’s clansmen will surely welcome your return.”
Even though Yang Ling knew that the old man only wanted to break the Restriction, and didn’t have any ill plans, Yang Ling still acted prudently, and stated vaguely his relationship with Dark Sand Island.
Afterward, Yang Ling used Ice-sealing Domain to protect himself, before he gritted his teeth, and rushed into the burning Smelting Pond.
It was really like what the old man had said. The Smelting Pond was the key for breaking the Burning Fire Elves’ Restriction, and it was only after entering it to observe it clearly would one be able to come up with a way of breaking it.
Moreover, since Yang Ling had Ice-sealing Throne Armor and the Ice-sealing Domain’s protection, if anything fishy occurred, he would be able to leave in time.
Dark Sand Island?
Upon hearing Yang Ling’s Soul Sound Transmission, Brent’s whole body shook, and he looked excitedly at Yang Ling that charged at him like a gust of wind.
Since the moment Yang Ling’s team entered the Underground Tomb, the old man had noticed those uninvited guests, and at first, he had assumed that it was another group of people that would throw their lives.
But when Yang Ling led a team of elites, and crossed over innumerable illusions to quickly reach into the Burning Fire Elf’s tribe, the old man understood that he finally got a chance to escape after a thousand years.
In the past, the old man ended up inadvertently intruding into the underground tomb’s second floor, and got caught in the ancient formation. He had depended upon his powerful Mental Energy to see-through the innumerable illusions, and made his way through here.
He had ended up entering the burning Smelting Pond, and he didn’t expect that the Burning Fire Elf King’s power would be raised by several folds until several tens fold within the pond, and after the old man had a great battle against the Elf King, he exhausted his whole Divine Power, while his Mental Energy’s amount dropped drastically.
Even though the old man could still observe reluctantly the outside world, he couldn’t see-through the illusions within the Smelting Pond, and he had ended up stranded here for several thousand years.
The old man discovered through his Divine Consciousness that Yang Ling’s power wasn’t high, and the reason why he managed to see-through the illusions was that he had enough understanding of this Ancient Magical Formation. Such a matter had shocked the old man, yet it also let him see hope for escape.
But the old man still had never imagined that Yang Ling would be able to utter his name, and Yang Ling had even uttered the name of the Dark Sand Island where the old man had grown up.
Before Yang Ling entered the Smelting Pond, he felt a suffocating heatwave assaulting his face, while a sharp pain transmitted from his skin. The Ice-sealing Domain’s scope went from 20 feet to 10 feet, while his Wizard Power and Mental Energy was consumed intensely.
“Sirs, I will go to break the formation. You must hold up the Burning Fire Elf King at any cost.”
Yang Ling sent a Soul Sound transmission to Elder Faern, Stuart, and the other people who were fighting, before he consumed a Magical Beast’s Blood Orb to replenish his Wizard Power and Mental Energy.
Afterward, Yang Ling sped up once again, and as a whistling sound echoed, he entered the burning Smelting Pond.
Ah!
Even though Yang Ling was already ready for everything, he still felt a great pressure weighing upon his shoulders once he got caught among the purples flames, and he instantly smelled a burnt odor from his clothes. The Ice-sealing Domain’s scope reached only a single foot, while intense pain transmitted from his skin, as if he had just bumped into a hedgehog.
The purples flames that possessed a shockingly high temperature were closing on in Yang Ling.
“Youngster, don’t worry about those flames, and come over here.”
When Yang Ling started wondering whether he should leave, an archaic voice echoed once again, while milky white energy flowed into his brain, and formed a silvery light halo around his body that resisted the terrifying flames.
Divine Power?
After Yang Ling ascertained that he wasn’t in danger, he recalled the milky white Divine Power that he previously stole from the Church’s saintess Angel. He got overjoyed, and he quickly collected the Ice-sealing Domain that was on the verge of collapse.
Yang Ling started walking around, and avoided a trap after another until he reached Elder Brent that called him over. Even though Yang Ling wasn’t able to quickly come up with a way to destroy the Restriction, it was still easy for him to avoid some traps.
“Youngster, are you from Dark Sand Island?”
Upon witnessing Yang Ling charging over decisively, Elder Brent nodded in appreciation.
“Elder, thanks for your help. You can just call me Yang Ling.”
Upon witnessing that Elder Brent’s face was paler, and that faint exhaustion was apparent on it, Yang Ling understood that it wasn’t for easy him to provide Divine Power and help Yang Ling resist the flames, and that was why after Yang Ling took a breath, he said, “I’m not from Vandal Tribe, but I have done my best to help you revive several hundred clansmen, and I’m a friend of the Tribe Chief Margaret.”
Reviving several hundred clansmen?
Elder Brent looked suspiciously at Yang Ling, and after Yang Ling explained this affair to him, he got gradually an understanding of what happened.
Elder Brent became solemn, and he recounted briefly what he had gone through for the past years, and it was really like what Yang Ling had expected. Elder Brent’s power dropped sharply, and he ended up stranded in the Restriction.
“There is a lump of Purple Natural Spirit Fire in the depths of the Smelting Pond, and it’s the main source of the Burning Fire Elf Tribe’s power, while it’s also the key for breaking this Ancient Magical Formation. But it’s a pity that since I can’t supplement my divine power, my Mental Energy wasn’t just unable to recover for the past years. Instead, it was even consumed further, and I’m not able to proceed onward.”
As Elder Brent observed the little remaining Mental Energy in his body, he shook his head regretfully.
“Elder Brent, I can probably give it a try.”
Yang Ling detected the energy ripples emanating from the depths of the Smelting Pond, and he looked vaguely at the Restrictions in the surroundings. He was eager to give this matter a try, as according to what was recorded in the stele, the Purple Natural Spirit Fire was a rare treasure, and if he collected it, it wouldn’t just be beneficial to his training later, he would still be able to break this Restriction in one go. So why wouldn’t he do so?
“Ah, sinners who intruded into the underground tomb. Die!”
When the Burning Fire Elf King detected the disturbance within the Smelting Pond, he flew into a rage, and he took a stab of Stuart’s strike, before he burned 2 Templar Warriors blocking his way into ashes, and made an opening among the crowd’s encirclement.
The Burning Fire Elf King covered his wound with his hand, before he quickly withdrew into the Smelting Pond, and attacked Yang Ling that got ready to break the formation.
“Yang Ling, leave quickly, and let me deal with this guy.” Elder Brent waved his hand, and launched a Wind Blade. He managed to obstruct the Burning Fire Elf King that charged over.
An opportunity would knock just once, and that was why Yang Ling took a deep breath, before he intruded decisively into the depths of the Smelting Pond. His body moved around, and he quickly disappeared from two people’s line of sight.
Ah!
When the Burning Fire Elf King detected that Yang Ling was running toward the Purple Natural Spirit Fire, and that he was getting close to it, he was startled and infuriated. He wanted quickly to quickly burn Yang Ling into ashes. But he was obstructed by Elder Brent, and couldn’t even take a step forward.
Even though the Burning Fire Elf King’s power rose greatly within the Smelting Pond, he still wasn’t a match for this God-Level Expert, and if this expert wasn’t stranded by the Blazing Fire Restriction, the Burning Fire Elf Tribe would have been killed by him long ago.
“kill them, kill all of them. Hurry up!
“Don’t spare a single one, kill them!”
The Burning Fire Elf King broke out of the encirclement and went back to ruin Yang Ling’s plan. This was why Elder Faern, Stuart, and the others flew into a rage, and started crazily slaughtering the Burning Fire Elves outside the Smelting Pond.
This was especially the case for Elder Brown because the five Templars he brought with him were killed one after the other. He was enraged, and he made an all-out effort. He released his terrifying power, and many serpentine-shaped lightning bolts cornered the Burning Fire Elves in the vicinity
In the twinkling of an eye, Elder Brown killed more than 200 Burning Fire Elves.
A short while after Yang Ling entered the Smelting Pond, a strange noise emanated from it, while its flames erupted out, and a thick pillar of purple flames soared into the sky. The flames emitted a threatening heatwave, and the knights and Spellcasters that couldn’t dodge the wave in time were instantly vaporized into thin air.
Even Stuart was slightly late, and his body caught fire. If Elder Faern next to him didn’t help him, he probably would have also died.
“No!”
Upon detecting the changes in the depths of the Smelting Pond, Burning Fire Elf King didn’t give regard any longer to the Wind Blades, and even though he was cut by them until his body became drenched with blood, he still charged onward.
But it was already too late, as the Purple Natural Spirit Fire that his clan depended upon for survival had already disappeared.
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