Would they still have a chance of survival by then?

Feng Miaojun heard it too and steeled herself. With the golden bell shovel, she directly cut through dozens of roots, truly intending to uproot the small tree. However, as the shovel cut halfway through, there was a crisp “clang” sound, as if striking some kind of metal. She had no time to ponder this, scooping downward and continuing to wield the shovel with flying speed.

She unleashed her full power, not only depleting her own spiritual energy completely within seconds but also drawing a continuous, massive supply from Yun Ya through their connection. If three years ago she had been merely a small straw, now she was at least a water pipe, with greatly increased drawing capacity.

Fortunately, Yun Ya was like a reservoir—even with her wild and fierce drawing, he showed no signs of strain.

She had committed countless spiritual techniques to memory, only suffering from not having accumulated much spiritual power herself. Now that she finally had unlimited self-service, how could she not use it with full force?

Even Yun Ya, not far away, was slightly surprised, not expecting her to “borrow” so much spiritual power at once. It should be known that his power attribute was dual—cold and fire—reaching two extremes. Using it to harm enemies, even experts like Mo Tizhun were wary. He had originally thought that this young woman not being frozen or burned to death by his power over the past three years was already a miracle, but who would have known she could repurpose it on such a large scale for her use, and seemingly with such ease?

His assessment of her would need a complete revision. But for now, this was an immense blessing. The strength of the floating island’s soil far exceeded his expectations—the faster Feng Miaojun dug, the less pressure they would face.

How could Feng Miaojun spare any attention for his thoughts? Whether it was her imagiKingdom or not, the fire tree seemed to be trembling slightly, appearing to be in great pain. From the cut roots flowed a bright red liquid that looked extremely similar to blood, carrying a sticky and heavy fishy stench. When it flowed onto the rocks, it silently congealed into red ice, emitting a penetrating chill.

That coldness was different from simple extreme freezing—it came from an indescribable eeriness and mystery.

This tree didn’t seem as wonderful as it had appeared at first glance.

However, she had no chance to voice her questions, because Yun Ya’s long sword had only penetrated halfway into the Fire Spirit’s chest when the ice crystals on its surface were shattered into powder, and the Fire Spirit’s form underwent a massive transformation.

It suddenly switched from its human shape into a giant whale!

A whale’s body structure is certainly different from a human’s, and Yun Ya’s sword, originally aimed at its heart, now found itself in its abdomen, far from the heart.

The Fire Spirit was a primordial spiritual entity born of nature, not belonging to the category of living beings, and had no fixed form.

Although the ice spikes Yun Ya had deployed were powerful, this was, after all, a world of fire. The Fire Spirit’s power source was virtually infinite. He didn’t expect these few ice spikes to immobilize it for long.

What he was striving for was nothing but time.

Feng Miaojun silently accelerated her digging speed. She had a strange feeling as if this fire tree had been continuously transmitting invisible waves.

The question was, to whom? Was there an even more powerful entity in this endless sea of fire?

Soon, the answer was revealed—

Yes, there was.

A massive whirlpool had formed in the fire sea at some point. Just as she used the shovel to break the thickest and deepest main root, a long figure leaped out from the whirlpool and pounced toward the lonely island, appearing increasingly enormous as it approached.

This was a gigantic fire python!

Its size was almost larger than the other two Fire Spirits combined, and its gaping mouth could directly swallow the entire island.

That meant it could swallow both the tree and Feng Miaojun together.

Facing such a blood-red maw, accompanied by raging flames, the visual impact was indescribably shocking.

Even as composed as Feng Miaojun was, her heart now pounded like a drum, and her scalp tingled with fear.

Heavens above, there were three Fire Spirits in this sea of flame!

Even Yun Ya had misjudged the situation.

The largest one had probably been slumbering in the depths, summoned to the rescue by the distress waves transmitted by the fire tree.

With life and death hanging in the balance, Feng Miaojun disregarded all pretense of dignity and screamed out loud: “Yun Ya, save me!”

In this world, she was the only one who could righteously make such a demand—saving her was equivalent to saving himself, wasn’t it?

However, Yun Ya probably didn’t know this… right?

At that moment, the flash of blue in the sky swiftly changed direction and, with lightning speed, crashed toward the fire python.

Man and sword together resembled a falling meteor.

Fire Spirits didn’t have substantive bodies—no skin, muscles, blood vessels, or fascia—but were composed of the most condensed fire essence. So this strike shouldn’t have hit a solid entity, and there was a ninety percent chance that he would instead find himself surrounded by earth fire.

Even though Feng Miaojun understood that he wasn’t doing this to save her life but to seize the fire tree that was about to be excavated—to fulfill his oath to her—when the fire python’s bloody maw was about to occupy her entire field of vision and she had nowhere to turn, this man’s unhesitating action and brilliant radiance still left her so stunned that her mind went blank.

Dazzled and mesmerized, her will was completely captivated by him.

And then, a miraculous scene unfolded:

The enormous serpent was actually knocked away by his impact, just a moment before it would have swallowed the lonely island.

Had Feng Miaojun’s eyesight been keen enough, she would have seen a solid red light emanating from his body, as man and sword directly struck the giant python’s heart region!

The Fire Spirit’s elemental core was there—the source of all its power and what drove its actions. But this was also the hottest part of the Fire Spirit’s body; anyone who dared approach it was essentially courting death.

Yet Yun Ya had broken through this elemental core, causing the entire fire python to change direction and plunge back into the sea of fire.

Feng Miaojun couldn’t see what had happened to Yun Ya at all, because although the front half of the fire python had been pushed away, it had formed an S-shape, and its tail end lashed out like a whip, striking the floating island at an angle and sending it flying!

Under this tremendous force, the floating island nearly capsized.

In that moment, everything was turned upside down. Feng Miaojun stumbled and almost fell into the sea of fire. Fortunately, her reaction was equally swift—she plunged her shovel into the ground, firmly securing herself. Surrounding waves of fire surged, crashing against the magical barrier one after another.

With each wave it withstood, the barrier’s light dimmed a little more.

It was clearly about to fail.

This formation had been designed to counter specific enemies, not to resist the might of nature itself.

The floating island rocked like a small boat in a violent storm. Feng Miaojun flipped over and got up, using her mystical powers to anchor herself to the ground, and continued to dig with her shovel.

She didn’t even raise her head to look for Yun Ya’s figure.

She was still alive, which was enough to prove that he wasn’t dead.

He truly possessed extraordinary powers.

In this moment when every second counted, she forgot the enemy before her, forgot the perilous situation she was in, and forgot to question how Yun Ya would help her escape from this place.

She put life and death aside, focusing single-mindedly on doing what she could—

Dig with all her might, dig to the death!