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Chapter 1009 - 1009 515 Volcanic Eruptions (4000)

Chapter 1009: 515 Volcanic Eruptions (4000) Chapter 1009: 515 Volcanic Eruptions (4000) The temperature around an active volcano is very high, especially one that is streaming with magma. The scorching magma can reach around one thousand degrees Celsius.

Above it, the air slightly distorted, blurring everyone’s vision.

This volcano, however, was different. It appeared red, as if a large amount of rust had been mixed into the rocks. From the uneven crevices of the mountain, streams of high-temperature smoke emerged. The golden-red magma on the surface of the rocks flowed past, making a sizzling sound.

The magma of this volcano was definitely hotter than normal magma.

Although the fighters present had wrapped their entire bodies in qi to protect themselves, if they accidentally fell into the magma, the qi would be greatly consumed. Moreover, heat could also be transferred through qi, albeit slowly.

If one wanted to take a magma bath completely enveloped in qi, one’s physique needed to be strong enough to reach the non-human realm. Otherwise, one could possibly be cooked alive after such a bath, fighters included.

Midway up the mountain, a team agilely leapt through the crevices of the rocks. They moved quickly and nimbly, unhampered by the steep terrain. Often, a single jump would take them from one rocky outcrop to an even higher platform, with actions crisp and precise.

Pfft! Between the cracks in the mountain wall, a high-temperature white vapor burst out, enveloping the silhouette of a fighter who was just passing by.

Half a second later, the fighter emerged from the steam, catching up with the others. He sensed his condition and immediately warned, “The temperature of the steam occasionally surging from these rock crevices is very high. I was just enveloped for about half a second, and it consumed a lot of my qi. A few more times like that and I might have to stop and recover right here. Everyone be careful not to get hit by the steam…”

The group promptly became more cautious, slightly slowing their climbing pace.

About ten minutes later, near the top of the volcano, a relatively flat terrain appeared—it was a rocky platform embedded into the mountain. Casio immediately noticed traces of artificial carvings. Upon closer examination, he discovered many things.

Some completely indecipherable murals on the rocks, their colors mottled and faded. A few broken sculptures piled in a corner. There were also obvious stone architectural structures, appearing to be a very ancient relic site.

At first glance, it was clearly ruins within ruins.

Casio stood among the ruins, looking at the blurred carvings on a giant boulder in front of him. The style was very reminiscent of the Oyon Ruins. More precisely, it was akin to the Wisdom Rune. He had always had a doubt—were the Wisdom Rune, Life Rune, Oyon, and the Southern Dipper Vein from the same era? The same ancient period?

After numerous retrospections, Casio had some guesses.

Perhaps, the Wisdom and Life Runes, and the Southern Dipper Vein were not from the same era but belonged to an even more ancient time. The era of savagery? When people were uncivilized and drank blood?

Meanwhile, Oyon and many other ruins could either belong to the same era as the runes or have been built during the ancient period of the Southern Dipper Vein.

In any case, that segment of history, shrouded in fog, was definitely not simple. It was rather complex, laden with numerous causal relationships.

Casio really wanted to find a Saint Fist from the Southern Dipper Vein to ask.

What was the Oyon Civilization?

A vast human dynasty during the era when the Southern Dipper Secret Transmission was born?

Or a mysterious origin of fire from an even more savage era?

With thoughts flowing in his mind, Casio pulled back his wandering thoughts.

He shook his head and resumed his pace, walking towards the end of the ruins. The many fighters behind him also followed quickly.

Crack!

A black boot crushed a red rock and ground it into powder.

At the end of the ruins, a figure in a white, tailored trench coat stopped at the intersection connecting to another parallel road.

He had blood-red long hair, tied into a braid at the back of his head. His forehead gleamed prominently, his eyebrows sharp like swords. His features were so beautiful they transcended gender, with a light red feather pattern on the right half of his face.

The Magic Phoenix Saint Fist, to encounter him here was quite a coincidence!

Casio, leading the way, was briefly stunned. His azure eyes narrowed, the corners looking as sharp as knife blades, brimming with danger.

He instantly realized that the Door Organization was also interested in the ancient relics.

During the fourth retrospection, Casio had heard about Feng Liusi’s past on that night in the mountains. The story mentioned that the Door Organization had stepped onto the Eternal Isles, attempting to enter the ancient relics. It seemed now…

They had probably gotten the news about the location of the ruins quite early.

“Magic Phoenix?”

“What a coincidence, running into you again. Last time, you escaped with Arlington, and now you dare to show up in front of me…”

Casio slowly revealed a ferocious smile, almost solidifying the air with his overwhelming aura. His entire figure seemed to grow taller and larger in an instant, transforming into a towering giant statue.

With an unquestionable dominance that commanded reverence.

After defeating Whale King Arlington at the International Exchange Meeting, Casio became the undisputed ruler of the Secret Martial Arts World of his era, his aura growing stronger with each passing day.

Even the four commanders of the Clinic, extremely loyal and admiring of Casio, dared not get too close these days. Because whenever they approached, their bodies would feel a terrifying sensation, a feeling beyond their control.