Shangyang Grotto Heaven.
Jiang Ning ascended to the mountain peak, where thick smoke surged ahead.
Even in this cold land, the temperature was terrifyingly high, making him feel as if he were in the midst of a fire.
His view was completely obscured by the billowing smoke.
"Finally arrived!" He stood on a small patch of earth, took a breath, and immediately a strong smell of sulfur smoke assaulted his nostrils, making it hard to breathe.
Upon smelling it, he somewhat understood what lay below.
The next moment, he slightly closed his eyes, then opened them.
His pupils were blazing, and he instantly saw through the smoke to the scene below.
At the bottom of the huge crater was rolling golden lava.
As the lava churned, dense smoke arose, blocking out the sky and the sun.
"That is..." Suddenly, his pupils contracted slightly, seeing a golden stone being tossed up among the churning lava, only to be submerged once more.
Heavenly Gang Yang!
