Su Yao and the others bid farewell to the ancient Relic and set off toward the Fire Mountain in the southeast, facing the lingering sunset. All along the way, the image of herself in the Relic hall—dressed in white, holding a crystal, and standing beside the Divine Artifact—repeatedly surfaced in Su Yao's mind. The image was deeply branded into her memory, intensifying her sense of mission to unravel the seal of the Divine Artifact. Lin Yu and Leng Xuan remained constantly vigilant of their surroundings to guard against any sudden attacks from the Blood Demon Temple or other factions. Although Zhao Ya knew nothing about cultivation, she used her attentiveness to prepare ample dry rations and essential supplies for everyone, silently contributing in her own way.
After several days of trekking, a towering mountain came into view in the distance. The entire mountain was flushed with red, as if scorched by raging flames, and rolling waves of heat rushed toward them. Even from a far distance, everyone could feel that intense scorching heat. "That must be the Fire Mountain," Leng Xuan said, pointing at the mountain with a hint of solemnity in his voice. The closer they got to the Fire Mountain, the more stifling the air became, making even breathing difficult. The clothes of Su Yao and the others were drenched in sweat, clinging tightly to their bodies.
Reaching the foot of the mountain, a winding path appeared before them. The rocks on both sides of the path were baked red by th…
Chapter 57