630 Ancestor Soul (1/2)

Lin Yun made a trip around the palace and easily found an array.

This array was at the front of the flight of steps.

Lin Yun took out ink, a quill, and a dozen pieces of paper and started calculating rapidly, writing down many illegible words and numbers. After no less than ten minutes, Lin Yun put away the paper and took out a crystal pen to start cracking the array.

A dozen minutes later, he touched a rune on the first step.

”Rumble…”

A mechanical sound echoed as the floor in front of the flight of steps sank.

While it shook, a small platform rose up from the cavity. The small platform looked as if many arrays had been stacked together, as a great number of patterns were converging towards the notch in the middle.

And in that notch was a book-sized crimson crystal. The crystal had several dozen faces and a flame of similar color was slowly swaying inside.

'The Molten Core! It was really here! I knew it, this palace couldn't power up the Raging Flame Throne on its own. For the Raging Flame Emperor to conquer the Raging Flame Plane, he had to have something like the Molten Core in his hands. Moreover, what could be more suitable to power the Raging Flame Throne?'

The Molten Core was said to be the core of the Volcanic Mountain Range. Unless the Molten Core was taken out, the volcanoes would never stop erupting. Even in the entire Raging Flame Plane, many of the volcanoes there had been powered by the Molten Core.

And according to the legends, while the Raging Flame Emperor conquered the Raging Flame Plane, he also conquered the volcanoes within. Many of these volcanoes went extinct, only leaving a few still active within the entire range.

This matter was a miracle to the Raging Flame Beastmen, as they considered the volcanoes quite irritating.

It looked like the Raging Flame Emperor had dug out this Molten Core containing terrifying mana.

A smile could be seen on Lin Yun's face as he looked at the sleeping Raging Flame Emperor.

Enderfa looked at the Molten Core and his eyes opened wide. He gulped and moved closer to Lin Yun, saying with a flattering smile, ”Merlin, you see, with that Alchemic Mana Whirlpool, your mana has been reduced by a third. It should have a huge effect on your fighting strength, you should take it back, I can use this Molten Core instead…”

Enderfa was a little regretful after saying those words. Although he knew that putting the Molten Core in the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel was the best choice, he couldn't help himself.

'Damn, such a huge Elemental Amber was rare to begin with, but it shattered and was replaced by that Alchemic Mana Whirlpool, but its performance is just a bit too low. The Spell Wheel can at most display the power of a Low Rank True Spirit Magic Tool at the moment because of the mana restriction.'

Lin Yun looked at Enderfa with a strange smile. After a while, he couldn't help chuckling, ”No kidding, where should I put that thing if not in the Spell Wheel?”

Enderfa's looked upset, but he immediately laughed it off.

Lin Yun shook his head and started pondering on how to take the Molten Core out.

The Molten Core was the palace's mana source. Well, most of its mana was used to supply the Raging Flame Throne.

Taking out the Molten Core wasn't easy. Those arrays were carefully carved while focusing on the safety of the Molten Core.

After writing on a new stack of draft paper, Lin Yun solemnly used his crystal pen to write the first rune to begin cracking...

But the moment that rune appeared, loud rumbling could be heard.

A depression appeared on both sides, and two pillars rose from the ground.

When he looked at these pillars, Lin Yun knew that they were huge trouble...

On one pillar was carved a formidable Beastman Warrior glaring sharply and holding a thick totemic pillar as a weapon.

On the other pillar was carved a Beastman Shaman wearing a fur hat and holding onto a light staff.

The moment these two pillars rose up, Lin Yun decisively gave up on cracking the array and instead retreated at a crazy speed.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the two pillars shone, and the two figures on the pillars disappeared.

On the left, a half-naked Beastman Warrior that stood two and a half meters tall had appeared, carrying on his shoulders a black totemic pillar that was a whole meter thick.

On the right was a similarly sized Beastman wearing a fur hat and shamanic clothing while holding a magic staff with lightning flickering on it.

Enderfa howled in grief.

”Damn, the soul of a Beastman Ancestor, and they are both level 38! There is no end to it…”