Dragon-Marked War God

Everyone’s face changed drastically, Jiang Chen’s included. This lava was unbelievably terrifying. In an instant it pierced through Jiang Chen’s Five Elemental Trigram Fire Formation. All of the molten lava surged up and wrapped Jiang Chen’s body tightly, without even the smallest gap. His entire body was sealed inside the molten lava.

The molten lava kept rising and kept scorching, forcing everyone back. No one could come within twenty steps of Jiang Chen. Even Fire Qilin could only get within ten steps and could not come any closer. The terrifying waves of fire burned the surrounding air again and again, and everyone was sweating like rain.

“Little Chen!”

The Monk Tyrant roared, his face changing drastically. He wanted to rush over and save Jiang Chen, but he simply could not withstand the scorching heat. Jiang Chen now seemed like a gigantic furnace that no one could approach. His whole body was wrapped in molten lava. They could not see his hands, his face or his eyes, much less his lips moving.

Jiang Chen had originally been standing, but with his entire body wrapped in molten lava, he took one step and fell straight to the ground, motionless…

“No!!!”

“Little Chen, get up! Get up!”

The Monk Tyrant roared like a madman, but Jiang Chen could not hear him at all. The heat of the molten lava was even fiercer than Fire Qilin’s Qilin Holy Fire. This scene shocked everyone. No one had expected things to end like this. Jiang Chen had been swallowed by the molten lava. It was a truly horrifying sight, and everyone felt bitter and shocked to the core.

Fire Qilin also wanted to save Jiang Chen, but he could not withstand the heat radiating from the molten lava either.

“How could this happen…”

Tantai Jingzang murmured, her heart full of helplessness and sorrow. Although she disliked Jiang Chen very much, she did not want him to die. After all, he had saved her life.

The moment Jiang Chen fell beneath the molten lava, it was as if everyone’s heart had been struck hard.

The Monk Tyrant’s face was full of despair, but he was powerless and could do nothing!

“What terrifying molten lava. What on earth is this thing?”

Everyone was forced back again and again by the heat. They looked at Jiang Chen lying inside the molten lava, but they could not see his face, because it was completely covered. Was Jiang Chen really finished?

“Such is fate. How tragic.”

Wu Zhentian’s face was pale. Wrapped in the molten lava, Jiang Chen had no chance of survival. He was only at the Late Hierarch Realm, how much could he possibly do? Even with five kinds of flames to resist it, his Five Elemental Trigram Fire Formation had been swallowed in an instant. Even the Monk Tyrant could not get through the waves of fire. What virtue or ability did Jiang Chen have to escape this…

“Jiang Chen, you must hold on!”

Fire Qilin waited anxiously. In his heart, he still trusted Jiang Chen deeply. With the Five Elemental Divine Fire to support him, Jiang Chen would never give up so easily. The molten lava was terrifying, but Jiang Chen was no pushover either. He would never submit so easily.

Even with the Qilin Holy Fire on his body, Fire Qilin could not get close to the molten lava, which showed how hot it was. Fire Qilin tried every method he could think of, but none of them worked, and the Monk Tyrant was the same.

“Fire Qilin, Jiang Chen will be fine, won’t he?”

The Monk Tyrant said, his face deathly pale. He said this to comfort himself as well. Jiang Chen had already been swallowed by the molten lava, and the moment Jiang Chen fell, it was clear that he had suffered enormous pressure and injury. Everyone had seen it with their own eyes.

“Hopefully… probably… maybe he’ll be fine.”

Fire Qilin said in a low voice. He did not dare to be sure, because what Jiang Chen was facing was not ordinary fire at all. It came from a meteorite from beyond the endless heavens. No one knew what it really was. “Molten lava” was only what they called that damned thing.

Fire Qilin did not even know what kind of existence it was. How could he be sure whether Jiang Chen would be fine?

“What do you mean, hopefully, probably, maybe? Will he be fine or not!”

The Monk Tyrant roared. At this moment he was already somewhat crazed. Jiang Chen was in mortal danger and he was powerless. As his brother, how could the Monk Tyrant not be worried about Jiang Chen’s safety?

“Life and death are decided by fate, success and failure by heaven. Little friend Jiang Chen’s strength is too weak. Running into this molten lava is really… sigh.”

Wu Zhentian could not put it into words and did not know what to say. The molten lava gradually formed a huge sphere, and Jiang Chen’s body disappeared inside it. Did that mean Jiang Chen had been completely melted by the molten lava?

The Monk Tyrant subconsciously took a step back. One could imagine the torment in his heart. Was Jiang Chen dead? Was he really dead? Impossible. He would never fall so easily. For no other reason than that his name was Jiang Chen.

Just at this moment, the pitch-black whirlwind in the distance swept over again, bringing with it a strange, sinister shrieking, and appeared all around them.

“What’s going on? That strange wind again? Didn’t you say it was nothing?”

Tantai Jingzang looked at Fire Qilin. At this moment, everyone acted as if facing a great enemy. Although they had not yet recovered from Jiang Chen’s life-or-death catastrophe, in the face of that incredibly sinister wind, they had no choice but to stand ready.

The black whirlwind split into ten. Ten dark figures appeared in the void, and everyone felt a huge pressure.

“Could these be… people from the Phantom Ghost Domain?”

Wu Zhentian said in a deep voice. The corner of his eye twitched slightly, and the sorrow in his heart showed on his face. It seemed their situation was going to be extremely dangerous this time. These guys had always been the kind who devoured people without even spitting out the bones.

“Master Wu, what is the Phantom Ghost Domain?”

Tantai Jingzang looked at Wu Zhentian and asked in a low voice.

“The Phantom Ghost Domain isn’t really a power of the Central Region Divine Land. Where the Central Region Divine Land, the Northern Cold Divine Region and the Desolate Divine Land meet, there’s an extremely terrifying area called the Phantom Ghost Domain. The forces there are extremely evil. No one knows whether they’re men or ghosts. It’s just that no one wants to provoke them, in the Desolate Divine Land and the Central Region Divine Land alike. They’re like a bunch of lingering ghosts. Once you provoke them, nothing good will come of it. No one knows how strong they really are. Even the Drawing Sword Sect once suffered at their hands. But they only hole up inside the Phantom Ghost Domain. The forces there all have one thing in common: they can move with the wind and gather as dark souls. Though that’s only my guess.”

Wu Zhentian said in a deep voice, without committing himself.

“Gagaga, I didn’t expect this old thing to be so knowledgeable. You actually know about my Phantom Ghost Domain. Ao ao! Today all of you are going to die, and that meteorite is mine.”

A black-robed figure stood behind the ten gusts of wind, shrouded in black mist, full of mystery and gloom. Strange howls of “ao ao” rang in their ears without end.