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Nash turned his head and glanced at the sea of fire behind him. He thought, 'Do I retreat and go back?'

The flames soared tens of meters high, swallowing everything like a wild beast and burning everything into ashes.

"With my current spiritual power and physical strength, I should be able to walk back! But surrendering is unlike me!" Nash's gaze was firm as he said to himself.

Since the day he embarked on the path of spiritual practice, he had wandered between life and death countless times. As a cultivator, one should overcome challenges from heaven and earth.

There was a look of disdain in Nash's eyes. He wanted to conquer everything.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Nash jumped into the magma ocean.

The spiritual shield clung to every inch of his skin. Despite that, Nash's clothes were ignited by the extreme heat in the magma.

The lava was so thick it felt like being in a swamp, making it difficult to even trudge through. In less than ten seconds, Nash's clothes had turned into dust. The skin on his body turned into something like dark, cracked charcoal. His entire body was in pain!

It was an earth-shattering pain, like an eternal execution.

Nash's soul was trembling. The nascent soul gritted its teeth.

Nash bit the bullet and swam forward. Every movement was met with tremendous resistance. He was in excruciating pain all the time.

The spiritual power was instantly emptied. As if returning to its mother's womb, the nascent soul hugged its knees with its two little hands and buried its head in its knees. A pale golden light surrounded it protectively. Nash lost consciousness as well and sank into the hot bubbling magma.

In the endless darkness, Nash muttered in his heart, 'Am I dying? No... I can't die. The blood feud has yet to be avenged. And Hera is still waiting for me. My kids too.'

Above the magma ocean, a ball of light the size of a human fist appeared out of thin air.

A crisp and sweet girly voice came from the ball of light. It sneered, "You can't even pass the first level. Is an

expert at the Profound Oriental

Realm of this era so

With that, the ball of light slowly floated forward.

At this moment, a grunting sound suddenly came from behind.

The ball of light stopped and turned to look at the magma. There were bubbles constantly rising where the man sank just now.

"Huh... He's not dead yet?" The ball of light was surprised. It blew a mouthful of white mist.

The magma parted in the middle. A charred figure sat cross-legged around five meters deep.

There were three cyclones on his forehead, chest, and abdomen that were absorbing the heat waves in the magma ocean.

"This is... the Ancient Immortals' Body Cultivation Techniques?"

A shocked voice came from the ball of light. "He wants to use magma to temper his body?"

At this time, Nash closed his five senses. Only his consciousness was using the Creation Technique to temper his body in the dark.

Johnathan was right. Nash should not just cultivate but also improve his body-tempering technique. A strong physical body held the same foundation for being invincible.

These few years, he had not been

paying much attention to

body-tempering techniques. He only

wanted to improve his cultivation level to the Profound Oriental Realm

just to seek revenge on the Kleins.

A master of body-tempering techniques could withstand extreme catastrophes and be invulnerable to all attacks.

The heat roasted Nash's body. His

blood boited while his cells remained

active. However, under the extreme temperature, multiple densely packed cracks appeared on his bones.

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"It's a good idea, but your body is too weak. You'll disintegrate sooner or later!"

The ball of light said that and drifted away. The parted magma instantly flooded over Nash once more.