Chapter 1024 Lava Fishing

Not dying was a miracle for Huan Yin. Huan Yin should have been extremely happy and excited to have survived the catastrophe. However, he was chased too badly by the Dharmakaya torrent not far away, which left a shadow in his heart. In addition, although the torrent had stopped, it had not really left, and he was not sure that the other party would not rush up again. So, after he really came to his senses, he began to get nervous again, fearing that the stagnation of the torrent was just a coincidence.

Staring at the large group of Dharmakayas, Huan Yin's heart gradually rose to his throat. Huan Yin didn't even dare to move, for he was afraid that if he moved, the group of Dharmakayas would move with him, which would be bad.

In this way, Huan Yin was in mid-air, and he was probably confronted with the group of Dharmakayas for a whole day. Both sides were like wood, time seemed to be stagnant, and the whole world seemed to be completely frozen.

After a day, Huan Yin really couldn't stand it anymore. The intense fatigue made it impossible for him to continue to confront the group of Dharmakayas, so he began to move cautiously towards the dark mountain behind him.

Huan Yin moved very carefully. For every inch of distance, he would repeatedly observe the group of Dharmakayas for a long time, until he was completely meticulous and found nothing unusual, and then he was willing to continue to move. In this way, even if Huan Yin was less than 30 feet away from the mountain, when he really touched the mountain and sat on the mountain, it was a full hour later.

After sitting down, the Dharmakaya torrent remained motionless. Although their murderous intent was still strong, and their momentum was still amazing, Huan Yin felt a lot more relaxed.

However, Huan Yin was still afraid. After all, the Dharmakayas were too strange, and their ways of doing things were impossible to guess, and their strength was even more amazing. Huan Yin was afraid that if he relaxed, if he accidentally fainted on the spot, when he woke up, he would already be on the road to the underworld.

If there were elixirs, Huan Yin might take out the elixir to recuperate while continuing to confront the Dharmakaya torrent. Unfortunately, he had nothing left. So, from the initial confrontation in the air, Huan Yin now turned into a confrontation sitting on the mountain peak.

And this time, because Huan Yin was always highly nervous, he didn't even know how long it lasted. He only knew that the Dharmakayas had not left for a moment, so he didn't dare to relax at all. He kept a high level of tension and kept alert to their every move, until... until his eyes were bloodshot, exhausted, and he fainted on the spot...

Perhaps because Huan Yin was too tired, he slept for a long, long time. However, he slept very badly. He had many nightmares. In his dreams, Dharmakayas were everywhere, chasing him madly, making him run for his life, and making him experience life and death crises again and again.

"Ah!" Finally, Huan Yin was forced into a dead end in his dream. He had no way to escape and was swallowed up by the torrent of Dharmakaya. The agony before death made him scream, and then he woke up...

When he woke up, he was sweating profusely. Fortunately, when Huan Yin opened his eyes, he could find that the bloodshot in his eyes had receded a lot. It seems that sleeping is always sleeping, even if it is full of nightmares, it is much better than being chased by a group of Dharma bodies.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Huan Yin remembered that he had fainted unconsciously when confronting the Dharma bodies. So, he hurriedly looked around, and when he saw that the world around him was not the same as the Yellow Spring Road in his memory, he was relieved.

Then, Huan Yin hurriedly looked forward, that was the place where the Dharma body torrent originally stayed. But at this moment, the Dharma body torrent had disappeared, and not even half of the shadow of the Dharma body was left.

"Gone?" Huan Yin couldn't believe his eyes.

He looked again, and a touch of ecstasy quickly surged into Huan Yin's heart. Huan Yin shouted: "Gone, really gone. It was so inexplicably gone, I survived!"

As he shouted, Huan Yin laughed crazily. He was like a madman and a child. The real survival made him feel so happy. He had never felt that life was so beautiful like now.

After laughing for a long time, Huan Yin began to feel a sharp pain in his throat. Then, Huan Yin found that he had a headache, and then, he found that he was in severe pain all over his body.

In an instant, Huan Yin couldn't even sit up. He collapsed on the mountain like a puddle of mud.

He was chased so badly before, and the high tension made him forget the pain, forget that he had been seriously injured and exhausted. And now, when he really relaxed, all the pain came back, scrambling to fill his body.

Panting heavily in his mouth, Huan Yin felt like a mortal, so tired, so painful, and so bitter. After a long while, he barely sat up again, posed a somewhat awkward cross-legged posture, and began to meditate and recuperate.

This time, Huan Yin sat for a long, long time. His injuries and fatigue were too severe, and without any elixir to help him, he could only recover on his own, so he progressed very slowly.

It was not until Huan Yin felt a little better, at least recovered nearly 20% to 30%, and could move freely, that he opened his eyes again.

Huan Yin would never completely let down his guard, especially in such a strange place. Even though the Dharma body had left, what kind of place he was in now, and what he would face next, were all unknown.

Slowly standing up, Huan Yin felt that he had to put his recuperation aside and take a look at the situation here first. Then, he turned around and saw the darkness behind him again. Looking up, he saw the huge mountain again, and the black smoke that was still coming out from the top of the mountain.

"Oh, yes, this is a mountain." Huan Yin thought so, and then he focused his attention on the top of the mountain, the black smoke.

His spiritual consciousness rushed out, and after observing for a while, he retracted it. Huan Yin found that the black smoke was full of the smell of sulfur and saltpeter, which was obviously the kind of thick smoke spewed out by an active volcano.

"Is this a volcano?" Huan Yin was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there could be a volcano here. Moreover, this volcano is so big, so big that it is terrifying.

After thinking for a while, Huan Yin finally decided to look around. So he began to move on the mountain and observe continuously.

The mountain is very large, and it takes a lot of time for Huan Yin to walk around casually. However, after observing all the way up the mountain, Huan Yin did not find anything. Except for the thick smoke on the top of the mountain indicating that the volcano was an active volcano, there seemed to be nothing here.

Gradually, Huan Yin came to the top of the mountain, getting closer and closer to the crater until he really stood at the crater.

The strong high temperature hit him in the face. Even though Huan Yin was now a cultivator, he understood the source of fire and could bathe in the oil pot of hell, but the high temperature at the mountain pass made his face change.

"What kind of volcano is this, so fierce." Huan Yin thought so, and then he stood near the crater and leaned forward.

The thick black smoke instantly blurred Huan Yin's vision, and the pungent smell and the increasingly fierce high temperature made him a little breathless. But soon, he made a slight adjustment and gradually adapted, so when he looked again, he saw a bright red lava ocean in the mountain pass, about a thousand feet away from him.

The lava rolled, as if it could swallow everything. Since the mountain was so huge, it was not surprising that the lava that Huan Yin saw could be called an "ocean".

"Young friend, since you are here, why don't you come down and sit with us old guys?" Huan Yin heard an extremely old voice coming from the mountain pass he was looking at.

Huan Yin was startled and rushed into the mountain pass with his spiritual consciousness. Soon, he found that there was a circle of rock platforms about three feet wide around the lava ocean. The rock platform was only an inch higher than the lava ocean, and some places were almost level.

At this moment, on the circle of rock platforms, dozens of gray-clothed old men were sitting cross-legged. They all held a bamboo pole in their hands, with a thin line on the pole, and the line stretched into the lava sea. From the looks of it, they were actually fishing!

Lava fishing!

Huan Yin was immediately confused, not knowing what these old men were doing. And when he looked at the old men carefully, his face changed drastically.

These old men were actually Dharma bodies, the same terrifying Dharma bodies that had chased Huan Yin to near death!