A quarter-hour later.

Nie Tian’s connections to the Flame Dragon Armor, both soul and bloodline, were completely cut off.

His face grew very sullen.

He stared at the inside of the volcano for a long while before saying, “Pang Bo left those fiery spell formations. Are you sure no one in the fire element sect other than Senior Shao can get past them, not even your soul awareness?”

Peng Yan and the other elders looked rather embarrassed as they nodded slightly.

“I can’t sense the existence of the Flame Dragon Armor anymore,” Nie Tian said with a grim face. “However, the spatial fluctuations coming from down there are becoming stronger and stronger. What if Pang Chicheng is actually practicing secret incantations down there, and has intercepted the Flame Dragon Armor?”

“Umm...” Li Yu smiled bitterly.

“What if I go...