Necromancer: I Am A Disaster-Chapter 437 - Solidified Fire God’s Blood Essence

A single collision—then instant disintegration and death. His talent was useless. The owner of that colossal claw was simply too terrifying.

As Lin Moyu stared at its shape, a sudden realization struck him. He immediately commanded all the skeletons to cease their attacks.

He just watched as the creature took the Archaic Luanniao egg and vanished.

Surprisingly, Lin Moyu wasn’t upset—just confused.

"It interfered. But why? Why would someone so powerful get involved in something this minor?"

The flames slowly died out, leaving behind a crater over 200 meters deep and more than 3,000 meters wide.

Mu Xianxian ran over, excitement in her voice, "How was it? Did you kill it?"

Lin Moyu shook his head. Whether the boss was dead or not was easy to tell—if it had died, they would've gained EXP. No need to ask.

He thought hard about what had just happened, but the answer eluded him. He'd have to ask it later.

Noticing his solemn expression, Mu Xianxian read the situation and didn’t press.

She stepped to the edge of the crater and peered down.

The scorched basin was as smooth as a mirror. At the very bottom, some flames still flickered—but they weren’t black.

They were red, tinged with purple.

Not the Archaic Luanniao’s flames. Something else entirely.

"Huh? There’s something in the fire."

Mu Xianxian had sharp eyes—she spotted something within the flames.

From his higher vantage point, Lin Moyu looked down—and saw it too, even more clearly.

The flames were a pure, blazing red. The faint purple hue didn’t come from the fire itself—but from something within it.

It looked like a crystal, glimmering in the flames. It was beautiful.

Clad in Bone Armor, Lin Moyu descended into the crater, plunging straight into the heart of the fire.

In that moment, he understood—what they’d seen beneath the ground wasn’t an illusion. The fire was real.

Below the surface lay a true sea of flames—a vast, hellish world of raging fire. The heat was overwhelming, the damage relentless, rivaling even the black flames of the Archaic Luanniao.

Standing within the inferno, Lin Moyu was forced to constantly reinforce his Bone Armor.

Any other level 60-plus class user would have been reduced to ash in moments.

"How long has this sea of fire been burning? Was the Archaic Luanniao born here? Where did this sea of fire even come from?"

Questions swirled through his mind as he pressed forward through the searing world.

Then—he saw it. A glimmer of violet amidst the red. It was a crystal-like object.

Lin Moyu grasped it. At once, an intense, burning energy surged into his hand—a terrifying searing aura.

He cast the Detection spell.

[Solidified Fire God's Blood Essence: legendary-grade material, a substance formed from the Fire God's Blood Essence, solidified after burning for more than a thousand years.]

Lin Moyu’s eyes widened in shock. The blood essence... of the Fire God.

A God’s body was a treasure beyond measure—blood, bones, even remnants held unimaginable value.

He recalled how a single drop of Beast God’s Blood Essence had almost driven Ning Tairan to sell off his own granddaughter.

This? This was no less valuable.

Gripping the Solidified Fire God's Blood Essence tightly, Lin Moyu exited the sea of fire—and looked toward the spot where the Archaic Luanniao had crashed during its first Nirvanic Rebirth.

“So it didn’t choose a random spot for its Nirvanic Rebirth… It specifically picked this place—because of the Fire God’s Blood Essence.”

“It knew the Fire God’s Blood Essence would aid it. That’s why it broke through the surface, creating the crater. Maybe… the evolution of its Nirvanic Rebirth is directly linked to this.”

“Could there be more Fire God’s Blood Essence hidden beneath this sea of fire?”

Turning to Mu Xianxian, he spoke firmly, “Stay here. Don’t move from this spot.”

“Okay!” She replied quickly, nodding in agreement.

Lin Moyu left the undead army to protect her. Next, without hesitation, he plunged back into the underground sea of fire—alone.

“The Immemorial Battlefield has self-repairing properties. This crater might close up soon… I need to return before that happens.”

He gave orders to the undead troops to watch for any changes in the crater. If anything happened, they were to notify him immediately.

Then, he accelerated, flying swiftly through the sea of flames, eyes scanning for more Solidified Fire God’s Blood Essence.

Legendary-grade materials were rare. He couldn’t afford to let this chance slip away.

Once solidified, the Fire God's Blood Essence would emit a distinct purple hue—brilliant and unmistakable.

As he darted through the fire, a thought began to take shape, “Was this sea of fire created by the Fire God? Did something happen long ago… something that spilled the Fire God’s blood here? “Did the Fire God fall here—or simply go into slumber?”

Gods didn't die easily. According to historic records, many believed-dead Gods were later discovered to be merely sleeping—waiting for the right moment to awaken.

It wouldn’t be impossible.

Soon, his eyes caught another glint of purple. He rushed over.

Another piece—smaller than the first, but no less intense in power. It radiated blistering heat.

As he grasped it, Lin Moyu could feel it—this was pure essence of the fire element.

The Fire God—a supreme being of flame—wielded absolute authority over the fire element. Naturally, their blood essence brimmed with unfathomable fire elemental power.

The sea of fire beneath the surface was vast, like an underground world forged in eternal flame.

Lin Moyu raced through it at high speed, his Lightning Deathwings cutting through the blazing currents like blades.

Even so, he dared not go too far. If the exit closed, he’d be trapped inside.

He had tested the surface—it was incredibly hard. Neither he nor the undead army could break through it.

Half an hour later, a message came from the skeletons stationed at the exit. The exit was closing.

Without hesitation, Lin Moyu turned and bolted back, flying at full speed.

As expected, the Immemorial Battlefield had begun repairing itself. The crater was slowly closing in, bit by bit, as if the land itself was healing.

He surged upward, a streak of flame trailing behind him as he burst from the depths of the world of fire.

In just that short window—barely thirty minutes—he had gathered ten pieces of Solidified Fire God’s Blood Essence.

Though they varied in size, all were legendary-grade materials—exceedingly rare and invaluable.

Moments later, the entrance to the sea of fire vanished completely.

It was as if a pair of invisible giant hands had swept across the land.

The massive crater was already beginning to mend.

It wouldn’t be long before everything was restored.

Mu Xianxian asked softly, “What was that thing just now?”

Lin Moyu didn’t answer. Instead, he tossed her one of the crystals, “See for yourself.”

Mu Xianxian caught it—and immediately yelped, “It’s hot!”

She examined the crystal carefully, her eyes widening, “This is the Fire God’s Blood Essence!”

Lin Moyu turned to her, surprised, “You know about it?"

Mu Xianxian shook her head, “I don’t.”

Lin Moyu raised an eyebrow, “Then why were you so surprised?”

Her reaction had been a little off.

Mu Xianxian answered truthfully, “Sister Yeyu once told me—anything related to the Gods is mysterious and extremely valuable.”

On second thought, Lin Moyu realized it wasn’t surprising that Jialan Yeyu knew.

She was, after all, the young lady of the Jialan Guild—one of the top guilds in the Shenxia Empire, with a long history.

It made sense that she’d be familiar with things related to the Gods.

Mu Xianxian studied the crystal in her hand for a moment longer, then handed it back.

Though it was a legendary-grade material, she treated it no differently than an ordinary item.

There was no greed in her gaze—only quiet curiosity.

Lin Moyu took it, and a thought suddenly struck him, "Could this be used to summon an Elemental Lich?"

It was worth a try.

Skill: Summon Elemental Lich

Boom!

A column of fire erupted skyward. In an instant, it pierced the sky, transforming the surroundings into a lake of fire.

Mu Xianxian gasped, taking several steps backward.

Even Lin Moyu was stunned.

The moment the fire burst forth, he felt it—a God-level aura.

It wasn’t like a human God-level powerhouse… nor was it a Demon King.

But it was equal in power. Undeniably so.

And the pillar of fire resembled the vision he had seen during the skill’s awakening.

Lin Moyu’s heart surged with excitement. Could it be that he had summoned a God-level Elemental Lich?

A Lich, half the size of an average person, emerged from the flames.

It still had a certain cuteness about it, but now it looked far more imposing.

Its aura—God-level aura—was incredibly unstable, gathered and dispersed unpredictably.

Gradually, it began to grow chaotic, as the massive fire element started to spiral out of control.

Lin Moyu’s eyes widened, “Damn it! It’s going to explode!”

He immediately commanded it to fly away.

The Fire Lich obeyed instantly, rocketing into the sky like a shooting star. It flew for nearly ten kilometers before—

BOOM!

A thunderous explosion tore through the air.

A massive fireball bloomed in the sky, painting the clouds in brilliant crimson.

It was a terrifying sight—far more intense than even the explosion during the Archaic Luanniao’s Nirvanic Rebirth.

"That's strange. Why did it explode?" Lin Moyu couldn’t make sense of it.

And then—from the center of the fireball, a Fire Lich emerged and flew back to him.

It looked like the one he had initially summoned using the Fire Crystal.

Lin Moyu examined it carefully. Same attributes. Same ring of light.