In the depths of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane, beneath the giant active volcano, the massive lava body of the Flame Lord once again tangled with Jeming's diminutive figure.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The air was filled with the intense clash and the explosive roars of the Fire Element. Jeming was like a black ghost, weaving in and out around the Flame Lord.
More than a year had passed since Jeming officially began practicing the "Body Refining Technique." During this time, he would periodically seek out this Flame Lord for sparring.
The Flame Lord's attacks were as relentless as ever, with molten giant stones, scorching claws, and even fiery breaths spewed from its mouth, surrounding Jeming with a formidable assault from far to near.
Yet, after such extensive training, Jeming was no longer as "fragile" as before; even such terrifying attacks could not pose a fatal threat to him.
He clenched his fist and delivered an uppercut, imbued with a spiraling force, striking heavily at the Flame Lord's chin made of solidified lava.
The massive body of the Flame Lord was rocked backward by this pure power, and the scorched earth beneath its feet cracked open with a massive split.
Seizing the opportunity, Jeming leaped up, driving his knee and falling elbows with precision on the Flame Lord's joints or the weak points in its energy circulation.
The Flame Lord let out an ear-splitting roar as flames surged around it, completely engulfing Jeming.
However, when the flames subsided, Jeming stood unharmed in place, although his robes had turned to ashes, revealing skin reddened by the blaze.
But that was merely redness, as Jeming's skin returned to normal at a visibly rapid pace after the flames subsided.
Even some wounds from previous battles with the Flame Lord were closing from the edges inward at a visibly rapid pace.
Some older wounds had even sprouted new skin.
Even the pungent sulfurous smell in the air seemed completely ineffective to him now.
Jeming still relied purely on his physical strength to fight, with no witchcraft protection, making the battle quite grueling.
Each attack required him to mobilize all his muscles and bones, and each defense had to be precisely executed.
However, he could barely hold his own against the Flame Lord, even occasionally gaining the upper hand, which showed a significant improvement in his physical fitness and close combat skills over this period.
This combat mode had become Jeming's daily routine for over a year.
As soon as his injuries healed, he would eagerly return to the Purgatory Sulfur Plane to seek out the Flame Lord for yet another bout of training.
It seemed the Flame Lord was also furious with this pesky little intruder, attacking with full force each time.
Through such high-intensity, no-holds-barred close combat, Jeming's understanding of the "Body Refining Technique" deepened even further.
He treated his body as a piece of raw iron that needed to be forged repeatedly; each burn from the flames and each impact from the lava was a deep tempering to the core.
This kind of training had excellent effects, not only enhancing his physical strength and combat skills but also significantly boosting his resistance to flames.
At this moment, standing before the Flame Lord once more, Jeming's body was now completely immune to the Flame Lord's flames, which were hot enough to melt gold and iron.
The scorching lava spewed by the Flame Lord only sizzled upon contact with Jeming's body, unable to inflict any damage.
Even the Flame Lord's massive lava arms could now only push him back a few steps without causing severe injuries like fractures.
Moreover, his self-healing speed had greatly increased.
Initially, Jeming required ten full days to recover from severe burns without relying on witchcraft.
Now, even with multiple severe fractures, his body could completely heal in under an hour after exiting combat.
"Your flames are useless against me now."
After once more being sprayed with fire, Jeming shook his head slightly and said softly to the Flame Lord.
Although still at a disadvantage in battle, his eyes showed no trace of fear, only regret.
The Flame Lord evidently realized this as well, letting out a reluctant roar with its gigantic body trembling and energy waves becoming somewhat chaotic.
It couldn't comprehend why this tiny creature before it had adapted and become immune to its power in such a short time.
Jeming felt the surging vitality within him and that profound sense of adaption to fire.
He knew his physical fitness still had significant room for improvement.
But since the Flame Lord's flames could no longer pose a substantial threat to him, continuing the fight lacked its original purpose.
He needed more pressure, more challenging elemental attacks.
"Thank you for your trouble during this time." Jeming nodded slightly to the Flame Lord before turning and heading deeper into the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
He was searching for other powerful beings to see if he could further enhance his flame resistance even more.
He flew over the land of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane, searching for areas where the elemental concentration was higher than before.
The environment in such places was harsher than the previous areas, with the air filled not only with the smell of sulfur but also with a pungent metallic burning odor.
Jeming released his spiritual power, carefully searching every inch of this unknown region.
Strictly speaking, this was Jeming's first time conducting such a thorough search of his own plane.
"Hmm!"
Suddenly, Jeming let out a soft exclamation and turned to fly downward.
In the middle of a lava river, he saw a school of crystal fish, their bodies made entirely of translucent red crystals, swimming freely through the thick lava flowing at thousands of degrees.
Jeming observed for a moment, reached out to part the thick metallic lava, and caught a few with his bare hands.
He discovered that their crystals contained extremely pure Fire Element Essence, making them excellent alchemy materials.
The most important thing was...
"This feeling... is somewhat similar to what's known as 'Fire Essence' in the Cultivation Immortality world. Interesting, maybe I can refine them using the Fire Essence method."
After marking the location of this area on his Magic Network Terminal, Jeming left contentedly with a few crystal fish.
However, with this discovery, he developed an interest in this plane he hadn't thoroughly explored before.
In order to search better, Jeming even purchased some "memories" of native creatures from the Elorcia Plane Group off the Magic Net.
Among them were quite a few pieces of information about materials from the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
Soon, through Jeming's deliberate searching, he discovered a plant called "Earth Core Sulfur Flower" in a magma cave.
This flower rooted deep within the scorching rock walls, its petals a dark purple, emitting a peculiar fragrance, capable of absorbing sulfur and toxins seeping from the depths of the earth, transforming them into a substance with a slight nourishing effect on spiritual power.
With information about this flower found in the memories of the native creatures, Jeming's eyes lit up.
For the indigenous people of the Elorcia Plane Community, the most useful aspect of this flower was the substance it secreted, but for a wizard like Jeming, the most valuable aspect was the flower itself!
"Relying solely on the function of their organs to transform toxins into beneficial substances, these ignorant fools, such a waste of resources!"
Reviewing the memories of those indigenous people, Jeming was so exasperated he could only beat his chest and stamp his feet.
Those people would crush the flowers when collecting them to obtain more secreted substances, without anyone contemplating the underlying principles.
Jeming carefully collected some samples and stored the intact plants in a Space Expansion Bag, intending to cultivate and study them in the Golden Garden.
Moreover, he discovered some strange metallic minerals.
Every time Jeming discovered one, he would collect a sample and conduct a preliminary analysis using alchemy. These unique materials would undoubtedly bring new inspiration to his witchcraft artifact creation and alchemy.
However, it was unfortunate that he did not find a more suitable practice target.
Although the creatures here were stronger, most of their fire elemental attack strength was about the same as that of a Flame Lord.
Just as Jeming was feeling disappointed and preparing to return to the previous area, he discovered a peculiar volcano.
Most of the volcanoes on the Purgatory Sulfur Plane were active, many of them even had flowing lava in the craters, emitting intense heat waves.
But this volcano was completely dead.
The entire volcano was covered in a strange black, as if some force had completely drained it of life.
There was no flowing lava, and not a trace of steam or smoke emitted from the crater, as though it was truly dead.
Amid the scorching and violent landscape, this dead black volcano appeared out of place, emanating a cold and oppressive aura.
Jeming cautiously landed on the volcano's periphery, deploying alchemy to conduct checks.
But soon, he discovered the anomaly of this volcano.
The volcano's slope and the surrounding ground were filled with the remains of numerous animals!
These remains had not decayed naturally; they bore signs of powerful energy tearing, burning, or freezing, evidently resulting from a fierce battle.
Many bones still had corrosive slime or transparent crystallization, indicating that not all the combatants had a fire attribute.
What surprised Jeming even more was the earth vein connected to this volcano had been cut off!
In the depths of the volcano, which should have been surging with geothermal energy and active fire elements, there was emptiness, as if some force had siphoned away all the life energy.
This was precisely the fundamental reason why this volcano had become an exceptionally rare dead volcano.
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