The Lava Prisoner lay at the end of the massive chasm, somewhat incredulous as he looked at the black-clothed, black-haired man appearing in the distance.
"A lowly cultivator within the Braided Cage can wield such power?" The Lava Prisoner couldn't believe it. Immediately, it sensed that the force sealing its physical body, soul, and life core, penetrating every part, suddenly loosened slightly.
Even with just a slight release, a portion of the Lava Prisoner's originally vast and mighty power broke free from the seal, instantly enhancing its strength. The energy coursed through its entire body, and its chest fully recovered.
"The two guardians of the Dark Sacred Realm have lifted the seal slightly." The Lava Prisoner, being a formidable presence even among high-level primordial lives, was naturally shrewd and quickly surmised the intentions of the two guardians. "They're planning to use me to temper this cultivator?"
"Heh heh."
