After a day's progress, they climbed over one mountain after another. Lei Yin's face already showed visible fatigue, his lips were dry and his steps were sloppy. "Old man, how long will it take? I'm exhausted..." Yan Jin glanced at Lei Yin and shouted loudly. Her voice was full of energy, not tired at all. "Almost there, just ahead." "You've said this five or six times..." Yan Jin curled his lips. "You asked five or six times, so I had to answer five or six times." Walter smiled at the corners of his eyes. "It should be here soon." Amon said, "It's not far ahead." He could feel that the fire element in the surrounding air was obviously active, and the activity was a little unusual, comparable to the volcanic eruption in the Iron Heart Mountains. In the evening, the sun gradually sets and night approaches.
But the place where Amon and others were, was still bright. They came to the top of a mountain peak, and in front of them was a fiery red lake. This is the crater of an active volcano! Thick lava flows below, and the rising heat carries the pungent smell of sulfur. "Here we are, right here." Walter's expression remained normal. "Wow... this is much more exciting than that mimicry training ground in the academy." Yan Jin whistled. Amon covered his whole body with a layer of soul power membrane, and at the same time, the time clone parasitic on Lei Yin also protected Lei Yin in the same way. Looking at Amon's substantial soul power, Walter looked surprised, "Isn't this an ordinary martial arts skill of yours?" "Well, it's just an attached soul bone." Amon replied with a chuckle. "It has been completely integrated. No wonder you dare to show it so openly. Otherwise, even I would be tempted. You have a great chance!" Walter sighed, and at the same time glanced warningly at the Soul Emperor with a greedy look on his face. The accompanying Soul Emperor lowered his head and gave up any small thoughts that he shouldn't have had in the first place. Walter led them down a stone staircase to a natural platform close to the lava lake. On the edge of the platform, you could reach out and touch the lava. The platform is natural, but the stone steps clearly are not. Walter said with a smile: "This is the training treasure land for fire attribute soul masters that I discovered in my early years. It is different from ordinary volcanoes. The fire element here is denser and more active, and the environment is more extreme... "I didn't pay much attention to it before. It wasn't until I took Yan Jin as my disciple that I remembered that I could make use of this... so I sent someone to build such a staircase here." After listening to his words, Yan Jin suddenly felt a little at a loss. Walter treated her so well. The training site is located deep in the Meteor Mountains and is rich in fire elements. Ordinary people may be burned if they approach it. Building stairs in such a dangerous place must be a large amount of work.
"Old... old man, you... you..." She stammered, unable to form a complete sentence. "Okay, no need to say more. Now, are you ready? I can't stay with you for too long, and it's very dangerous here. You can't stay alone, so the time for practice is limited. You must do it during this time. Increase soul power to level 30." When it came to practice, Walter became serious, changed from his usual kindness, and said with a bit of coldness. "I will work hard." Yan Jin nodded solemnly. "Correa, I'll leave the soul ring matter to you." Walter said to the soul emperor on the side. "Yes." Correa nodded. Regarding the selection of Yan Jin's third soul ring, Walter had already communicated with Amon, and the required soul beasts were already available in this area. Yan Jin summoned his martial spirit, stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the magma, just like testing the water temperature in a bath, and then jumped in with a "pop". Her swimming skills are actually not very good, but the density of the magma is very high, so there is no need to exert any effort at all, and the body will float up naturally. Looking at Yan Jie having fun in the lava lake, even though Walter was well-informed, he couldn't help but slap his face and sighed: "What a terrifying martial spirit." … Northland Advanced Soul Master Academy. Romil lay on the lawn and looked at the lake as usual. The light dimmed, and the lake seemed deeper and deeper. The Black Swan family has returned to their nest. Feeling the cool evening breeze, he spit out a piece of grass in his mouth and prepared to return to the dormitory. A woman with a beautiful face and charming eyebrows walked over, and a silver bell-like voice sounded: "Good evening, Romil." "Huh? Why did you come to me? Alia, I should have clearly refused. If you can't stand being lonely at night and want a man, I recommend you to go to the Duck House on South Street. They will definitely take care of you. Comfortable.” Whether it's words, actions, or demeanor, Romil always makes people have the urge to beat him up. Aaliya's smile paused, then quickly recovered: "If you didn't have this mouth, you might have friends... It's better to be polite to future teammates." "Teammate? What do you mean?" Romil frowned. "Literally... I promised Amon that I would help some members of the team obtain soul rings. You should have already decided on your fourth soul ring. "I have a cousin who is also going to hunt for soul rings recently. If there is no problem, prepare yourself." Alia said with a smile. Romil's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "You would actually give up the team you worked so hard to build?" "You should have experienced Amon's strength yourself." Alia replied in a low voice.
Romil scratched his chin, and the sense of déjà vu that made him want to beat him was reduced a lot: "Okay, I admit that you are indeed very decisive. I need a carbon slime." "Can you tell me about it? What is a carbon slime?" Alia was also curious about this soul beast for the first time. Romil described the characteristics of the carbon slime. Alia nodded, "I will ask someone to help you keep an eye out." ... Northern City, at the entrance of the City Lord's Mansion. A young guard on duty put his hand down from his right eye socket and casually asked his colleague next to him: "The mansion seems to be much quieter recently, and there are fewer people visiting." An older guard next to him replied: "Oh, this, it is said that the city lord is in seclusion for cultivation, and now the city's political affairs are decided by the city guard, the tax chief, and the housekeeper." "Is that so?" The young guard was thoughtful. Amon's body withdrew from the cultivation and felt the speed of the soul power in his body. The flow rate was constantly decreasing and gradually tended to normal levels. Looking at the small box of medicine sent by Yan Jin, he whispered to himself: "It's a pity, there are only so many. I don't know if I can exchange some more from Walter... But it seems that there is nothing to offer for the time being." He began to exchange information with the clones that could be contacted to understand what happened during the cultivation. "Heh, interesting... The city lord actually went into seclusion at this time."