A burst of scorching heat rushed towards his face, but fortunately Yuan Ming had deep cultivation and applied a magic shield around his body to resist it.

As he flew forward, he released his spiritual consciousness at the same time, always keeping an eye on his surroundings, searching for any traces he might leave behind.

Time flew by quickly, and a whole day passed quickly.

Yuan Ming stood on a red mountain peak, frowning and looking ahead.

This place has gone deep into the Huojian Mountains, but there is no trace left by the sixth-level monster.

"Is it possible that the news revealed by Sima Changqin through Xiying is false?" Yuan Ming was secretly suspicious.

Due to resisting the high temperature for a long time, a lot of mana in his body was also consumed, so he did not continue the search and found a relatively secluded place halfway up the Crimson Peak to settle down, rest for a while, and think about his next move.

At the same time, he once again released the roots of the immortal tree and used every opportunity to draw out the underground spiritual veins.

As soon as he entered the Huojian Mountains, he discovered that there was a land rich in fire spirits beneath the mountains.

The roots of the immortal tree quickly penetrated into the ground and touched the underground spiritual veins.

Yuan Ming had a look of surprise on his face, the spiritual energy under the Huojian Mountain was frighteningly rich.

If ordinary spiritual veins are compared to a gurgling stream, then the spiritual power contained in the spiritual veins here is like coming from the east. Even if hundreds or thousands of Void Return monks absorb it at the same time, they can only take a strand or a trace of it.

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Such a huge spiritual vein can never be formed naturally. If you really think about it, perhaps only the spiritual veins from the entire volcanic desert can be gathered here to form such a scale.

Yuan Ming's eyes flashed, there must have been a big change here, and the sky fire was most likely located here.

But then, where did those sixth-level monsters from the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom go?

When Yuan Ming was thinking about it, his expression suddenly changed. He saw that the red ball that had been condensed earlier expanded several times, and cracks appeared vaguely on the surface.

Yuan Ming felt happy and immediately dug out more roots, trying his best to absorb the power of the fire spirit veins underground.

Under Yuan Ming's unreserved supply, after just half a stick of incense, the red ball seemed to have been filled with the power of the fire spirit vein, swelling to the limit.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound of "pop" suddenly came from the ball, and its bottom cracked first, and many tree roots came out of it. Then the ball further disintegrated, and soon it completely turned into a small fiery red tree that exuded surging heat.

Tree.

Although there was a slight difference in appearance, Yuan Ming quickly recognized that this was also a spirit-gathering tree.

However, unlike the orthodox spirit-gathering tree, this tree seems to be able to only absorb a single type of fire-attributed spiritual power, and may even exclude spiritual powers of other attributes from approaching.

This tree is naturally a treasure for those who practice fire-attribute skills, but to other monks, it can't help but seem a bit useless.

Yuan Ming didn't mind it, and after a moment's thought, he used his magic power to send the tree to the Shura Palace and place it in the Extreme Fire Territory to enhance the fire-attribute spiritual power there.

The transplantation process was very simple. Yuan Ming did not spend much effort and soon returned to the Huojian Mountains, preparing to continue to control the immortal tree to absorb the power of the fire spirit vein.

But not long after he poked out the roots, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. The roots of the immortal tree noticed an abnormal aura fluctuation deep in the ground.

He pinched the magic formula, flicked his fingers, and performed the round light technique.

The situation underground was quickly reflected in the circular light technique.

In the fire spirit vein, a bare-chested bald man was looking around for something. There were three hideous scars on his face, as if he had been torn apart by sharp claws, and on his neck, there was even more

The circle of fiery red fluff swayed slightly with his movements like a neck guard.

"It's him!" Yuan Ming's pupils shrank.

He had not collected much information about the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, but the strange physical signs of this strong man could not be mistaken. He was none other than the Flame Wolf King, one of the five demon kings.
Chapter completed!