The second day passed in much the same way.
Then the third.
By the fourth day, even Lin Mu began to question whether they were moving in the right direction. His senses stretched far, scanning for anything that might break the monotony, yet nothing stood out.
Until… Something did.
At first, it seemed like nothing more than a disturbance in the lava.
A larger bubble.
One that rose slowly from the depths before reaching the surface before it burst. But it didn't just disappear while letting out some smoke like usual. This time, something came out of it.
Meng Bai leaned forward, his eyes widening.
"What was that?"
Lin Mu's gaze sharpened.
The thing that emerged was… alive.
At first glance, it appeared as a mass of flame, unstable and flickering. But as it rose into the air, it began to take shape. It turned into a bird.
