480 Burning Valley (1/2)

Combust Valley

”Haha…”

Lin Yun took out a few mana crystals from his pocket and handed them to Shawn. The latter was perfectly content and returned to the Soul Walker. Lin Yun then took out a potion, crouched down, and poured it into Yass' mouth. ”Take us there.”

”Yes, yes…” Yass nodded like a scared child.

His complexion gradually improved after drinking the potion and more than half of his injuries had recovered.

Yass stood up, but when he looked at Lin Yun, fear could be seen deep within his eyes. These past few minutes had been like a trip to hell. That pain was more terrifying than any torture, and just thinking about it made him shake.

His situation was already hopeless since the Thawing Fire Tribe had already been destroyed. He might be killed anytime, anywhere, but Yass didn't want to experience this kind of pain anymore.

If he could, he would rather choose death over going through it again.

Moreover, the Thawing Fire Tribe no longer existed, so there was no sense in hiding information concerning the Tribal Chief.

As he justified his actions, Yass' psychological burden alleviated quite a bit. After leaving the tent, he took the lead and guided the troops to a rugged path. After over half an hour, he stopped as they reached the so-called Sacred Land.

”It's here,” the cowering Yass said before Lin Yun could even ask.

”Here?”

To be more accurate, there was a valley in front of them. Just from standing at the entrance, they could all feel the terrible temperature within. Those High Mages were all covered in sweat just from standing there...

And this was only the entrance.

Perhaps only Archmages could go inside and withstand such a high temperature.

Lin Yun and Weiss quickly discussed for a bit and decided to leave all their High Mages outside the valley and only send the Archmage powerhouses inside to explore.

In the end, the group was reduced to a dozen people...

”Let's go…” Once they were ready, Lin Yun looked at Yass and indifferently told him, ”Lead the way.”

”What…”

Yass was suddenly terrified, completely pale. He really didn't want to enter the Sacred Land, but refusing the young mage was worse than death. He struggled for a bit before forcing himself to nod and entering the valley with the dozen Archmage powerhouses.

”Ah!”

But Yass stopped just as he entered the valley. His expression greatly changed as he issued a mournful scream. His entire body shivered and the dark red runes on his body looked alive as they burst out with dazzling red light. His entire body glowed red and let off an immense amount of heat, which was followed by black gas coming out of Yass' ears, nose, and mouth.

”What is this…?”

The sudden, unforeseen event stunned everyone in the group. They were scared by this strange scene, and they didn't dare to believe their own eyes. They were all very powerful, but they hadn't noticed anything. There had been no fluctuations, but just as Yass entered the valley, he inexplicably started burning.

”Sure enough, I would be punished for leading outsiders to the Sacred Land…” Yass let out a mournful roar, his voice filled with dread and remorse. As he spoke, flames escaped from his mouth, and that fire quickly spread to the rest of his body.

After a few short seconds, Yass turned to ashes. That strange flame noiselessly stopped burning, as if it had never appeared in the first place.

The surroundings were completely silent, and everyone looked at the scene in shock. Although Yass wasn't particularly powerful, he still had the power of a 1st Rank Archmage. Yet, the flames that appeared directly took his life.

They couldn't help feeling a chill run down their spines and getting cold feet. Their eyes were filled with shock, as they couldn't believe that Yass, who had seemed alright just moments ago, would suddenly be turned to ashes. At this time, they were all filled with worry.

Even Lin Yun frowned.

”Don't waste time here, let's go find the Tribal Chief in the Sacred Land…” The pale Weiss clenched his teeth. Even if there was something strange about the Sacred Land, he wouldn't easily give up. They had already come this far, and the Black Tower had invested too much into it. Even if Sir Harren wanted to give up on the Magic Tool, he still wouldn't agree.

The group of Archmages slowly and carefully walked into the valley. It was filled with flames, and even the rocks under their feet were scalding. There were some exotic trees that actually grew in the fire with formidable vitality.