He Yiming sensed the miraculous changes occurring within the Treasure Pig submerged in the magma, his heart filled with astonishment and profound feeling.

According to Li Jiangfeng’s words, He Yiming, possessing the divine artifact Nine Dragon Furnace, should reap some benefits from entering this place. Yet, before He Yiming could even glimpse a shadow of those benefits, the Treasure Pig had already begun absorbing the mysterious spiritual power of fire emanating from the surroundings.

Slowly, He Yiming withdrew his divine sense, as he was now certain that while the magma here was ferocious, it posed no threat to the Treasure Pig’s life; on the contrary, it would be immensely beneficial for its growth.

Since that was the case, there was no need for him to pay any further close attention.

Sitting cross-legged upon the stone platform, He Yiming gazed calmly at the terrifying flow of magma below, his eyes gradually closing.

He quietly perceived the magical power of fire within this place.

Faintly, he harbored a premonition that the reason Ancestor Liuli had gone to such lengths, sending word across vast distances to bring him here, was surely connected to this magical fire essence.

A powerful stream of intention spread out from He Yiming as the center, and he cautiously explored this area saturated with the power of fire.

Like ripples spreading across a water surface, his intent reached outwards, but upon sensing the fire energy growing densest in one particular direction, He Yiming’s consciousness involuntarily surged towards it.

That direction led down beneath the platform into the magma, where his vast intention penetrated the molten rock, making contact with the volcano below, and continuing to diffuse along the mountain's path.

At this moment, He Yiming did not realize that the range of his spreading consciousness had already far exceeded the limits he could previously attain.

Before today, being able to project his intent a hundred zhang around himself was already quite remarkable, but now, his intent seemed capable of spreading endlessly, exploring towards the far end of the great mountain and the bottom of the abyss.

The surrounding magical fire essence continuously exuded power denoting spirituality, and He Yiming’s intent could automatically merge with these spiritual energies, sustaining its continued expansion.

He didn't know how long had passed when He Yiming suddenly realized his intent had reached its absolute limit and could expand no further. Only at this moment did he startle to recognize that his consciousness had, without his awareness, reached such an incredible degree.

Within his mind, waves like towering tidal surges crashed, making it impossible to calm down.

In his perception, his intent had traveled down the entire volcano to the seabed, and from there, it followed the ocean floor to areas hundreds of li away.

It could be said that, with himself as the center, a circumference spanning hundreds of li now lay under the coverage of his divine sense.

What was this feeling?

It was a feeling of sublime aloofness, akin to that of a deity walking the earth.

In this moment, He Yiming’s heart overflowed with a heroic spirit that scorned the world; he seemed transformed into a legendary Divine Path expert, where everyone below the Divine Path, even peak Human Path experts like Franklin, appeared as insignificant as ants.

He Yiming’s heart pounded violently. He sensed everything around him and finally confirmed this was not a dream, but something that had truly occurred.

Although his intent blanketed these hundreds of li, he could not perceive every single thing within that expanse.

He could only discern the locations of powerful auras within this range; the presences of White Horse Lightning, Zhuang Munan, and the Venerables were the strongest. Of course, besides them, there were countless other auras of varying strengths, emitted by humans, spirit beasts, and a vast number of creatures from the sea.

When He Yiming focused his intent on a specific aura, he could clearly "see" that creature and all the changes unfolding around it.

This sensation was profoundly strange, simultaneously granting one a feeling of omnipotent control.

It was an ecstasy so intense it bordered on addiction, an inability to pull away.

He quietly absorbed the changes brought about by this miraculous transformation. After a long while, he finally understood: it wasn't that his intent could no longer expand; rather, at the farthest edge of his reach, the spiritual fire essence had become virtually undetectable.

In other words, wherever this magical fire power existed, his intent could extend. Once this power vanished or weakened to a certain degree, his consciousness would lose momentum.

Upon discovering this, a profound sense of desolation surged within He Yiming.

He could even be certain that the moment his intent withdrew from this location, this feeling of mastery over everything would depart with it.

An intense reluctance welled up in his heart; in that instant, he entertained the thought of releasing his consciousness indefinitely and remaining here forever.

However, gradually, He Yiming’s will became steadfastly resolved to recall his sense.

Though he deeply cherished this wondrous sensation, his movements were swift and utterly without hesitation.

Once a mighty Five Qi Great Venerable makes a firm decision regarding a course of action, they proceed with unwavering resolution, unswayed by any external influence.

After a long interval, He Yiming abruptly opened his eyes, letting out a long breath, his gaze flickering with an unusual light.

Through that extraordinary experience, He Yiming perceived a colossal power. Compared to it, the strength of a peak Human Path cultivator was utterly negligible.

However, this power, though vast beyond measure, was dispersed across an immense area, stretching across hundreds of li.

He Yiming had experienced a similar feeling before, within the Ten Thousand Tree Valley of the Grotto-Heaven blessed land.

The ancient divine tree residing there possessed not only potent life force but also a root system so complex and interwoven that it spread over hundreds of thousands of li.

Yet, when He Yiming previously interfaced with the Tree Spirit, that feeling was forcibly imprinted upon him by the Tree Spirit itself. Though it caused He Yiming agonizing pain in that instant, the Tree Spirit's terrifying life force ultimately spared him any substantive harm.

The fire power here clearly lacked the inherent vitality of the Tree Spirit. Therefore, it aided his intention’s exploration by lending its strength, allowing He Yiming to sample a sensation akin to divinity.

He was certain that such powerful mental capability—to project his intent hundreds of li—was impossible among humans; even the great serpent coiled around Ghost Crying Ridge could not attain such a height. Only those who walked the Divine Path in ancient times could possess such reach.

Recalling the divine tree of the Grotto-Heaven, He Yiming instantly understood.

The fire power within this dormant volcano must similarly be an entity like the Tree Spirit. This place, without a doubt, was the final weapon relied upon by the Liuli Cave.

He let out a long sigh, his curiosity deepening, wondering what the ultimate protective force of the lineage at Northwest Heavenly Pool might be.

While this venture yielded no sudden breakthrough in increasing his raw strength, the rewards for He Yiming were far more precious.

This induction of intent, like that of a Divine Path master—something understood intuitively rather than explicitly taught—had manifested within him. This would provide incalculable benefits for his future growth.

He closed his eyes once more, silently contemplating all of it.

From his body, five-colored light slowly began to emanate, and the spiritual fire essence around him continuously poured into the Five Elements World.

Although the Five Elements Ring absorbed fire power rapidly, the sheer volume of energy here was overwhelming.

For this massive fire energy field spanning hundreds of li, the power absorbed by the Five Elements Ring was less than a single drop in an ocean.

Returning his divine sense into the Five Elements Ring, He Yiming was astonished to find two strange yet familiar forces abruptly present within that world.

One was naturally the recently absorbed fire power, which had now condensed into a thin, scarlet ribbon of light circling the Divine Artifact Nine Dragon Furnace; its vibrant crimson hue made even the Nine Dragon Furnace seem dull by comparison.

The other power was even more shocking to He Yiming.

It was the life force originating from the divine tree of the Grotto-Heaven blessed land.

Back in the Grotto-Heaven, He Yiming had absorbed the Tree Spirit’s vast life essence, but through the circulation of the Five Elements, this energy seemed to have dispersed throughout the entire Five Elements World.

It was only now that he realized this energy had not vanished but had merged into the Five Elements World, and it was only now, influenced by the fire power, that it slowly began to manifest.

His divine sense lingered over these two forces for a long time before He Yiming finally decided to abandon further investigation.

He had an implicit feeling that the immense strength of these two energies was beyond his current capacity to manipulate. The Tree Spirit’s life force was perhaps manageable, but the fire power, carrying a trace of true spirituality, was not to be trifled with. Especially given the presence of the massive, dangerous Nine Dragon Furnace beside it.

The mere sight of the furnace prompted He Yiming to abandon any thought of deeper exploration.

With a flip of his wrist, He Yiming released the few small fire dragons he had refined within the Nine Dragon Furnace, allowing them to tumble and writhe in the surrounding magma, absorbing the special fire energy.

Of course, under He Yiming’s control, the fire dragons did not disturb the Treasure Pig’s cultivation; the magma expanse was vast enough to allow them ample room to frolic separately.

After remaining here for a full six hours, He Yiming gave a summons, drawing all the fire dragons back into the Five Elements Ring in one sweep.

Then, with another turn of his wrist, the Five Elements Ring transformed into a beam of light and, following a familiar path, returned to his Dantian.

However, at that very moment, He Yiming’s movements froze abruptly, for he felt that upon returning to his Dantian this time, the Five Elements Ring had begun to rotate autonomously.

Within the ring, two distinct and powerful energies slowly began to surge outward, detaching themselves from the space of the Five Elements Ring and entering directly into the Chaos Dantian.