Your Highness, is the Vermilion Bird inside here? "Shen Jiayi swallowed her saliva and looked at the scorching cave, feeling a hint of fear in her heart. Knowing the name of divine mercy, she deliberately appeared pitiful and timid, standing beside the Holy Lord to gain favor.
Sheng Jun glanced at Shen Jiayi and nodded.
The Vermilion Bird is inside, don't worry, it's currently in a deep sleep and won't harm anyone
After making some preparations, everyone finally stepped into this pitch black cave.
The eighteen divine envoys were divided into two groups, one group paving the way ahead and the other walking towards the end to prevent any accidents from happening.
The divine envoy walking ahead immediately released the condensed crystal in his hand after entering the cave. Condensed crystal is a special item that can be used for illumination. By injecting magic into the crystal, the magician can suspend it in mid air and emit a dazzling faint halo, serving as a torch for illumination.
Along the way, over a dozen condensed crystals illuminated the pitch black cave.
People only then noticed that on the walls of the cave, there were mottled flashes of dark red light, and those slender red traces, like lava buried underground, shimmered with eerie light, like countless blood red vines climbing along the entire cave.
Shen Yanxiao walked behind the crowd, her big eyes scanning the strange red traces. Faintly, she smelled an extremely thin but strange smell.
It's a bit sweet, but also a bit fishy, which makes her a bit confused.
The pitch black cave extends infinitely, and as time goes by, when people look back towards the entrance of the cave, they can no longer see any scenery there, only the light of condensed crystal covering it.
How much longer do we have to walk? It's getting hotter and hotter here. "Shen Jiawei was a little scared, and he followed Shen Jiayi closely. Under the protection of the ice silk armor, he still felt the increasingly unbearable high temperature. Beads of sweat seeped out from his forehead, and a blush appeared on his face.
Among this group, except for Shen Yanxiao who cannot cultivate magic and fighting spirit, Shen Jiawei has the lowest strength. Faced with the high temperature generated by Suzaku, his strength is really unbearable.
I don't know, it should be almost there. Just endure it any longer. "Shen Jiayi was also unsure. Looking at her younger brother's flushed face, she suddenly became curious about what kind of idiot would be in such a hot and unbearable place.
Shen Jiayi turned her head and looked at Shen Yanxiao walking behind. She thought she would see a sweaty and exhausted face, but Shen Yanxiao walking behind them seemed like nothing had happened. Not to mention the sweat, there was not even a trace of sweat on his unremarkable little face.
It's strange, even she, who is about to break through level six, feels a bit hot here. Why is that idiot not at all abnormal?
There is a huge gap between magic and fighting spirit before and after the sixth level. Although Shen Jiayi has already cultivated to the fifth level, she, who has not praised the sixth level, still cannot completely resist the high temperature here. Only by successfully reminding Shen Yifeng, who has now become a three-star swordsman above the sixth level, has she not been affected in the slightest.
But what's wrong with that Shen Yanxiao? She is clearly a useless person who cannot cultivate anything, how could she appear more relaxed than her and Shen Jiawei?