Mystic Eyes: My Eyes Steal the Laws of Cultivation Chapter 374 - 375

Kyrian stood unmoving at the precipice of the immense crater belonging to the Great Volcano.

A fierce wind buffeted his frame, causing the scorched edges of his robes to flutter wildly, akin to banners caught in a fiery tempest.

His skin was already flushed a deep red from the oppressive heat, even with the continuous circulation of ice Qi beneath his hide, acting as an unseen suit of armor.

He gazed down at the churning magma.

The lava surged and subsided relentlessly, like a furious ocean confined within the crater's embrace, bathing the entire vicinity in an intense crimson radiance that seemed to emanate from the planet's very core.

Colossal waves slammed against the volcano's inner walls, flinging incandescent spray dozens of meters skyward before they plunged back into the fiery abyss.

The temperature was unbearable.

Despite his constant deployment of ice Qi for bodily protection, Kyrian could still detect a slight burning sensation on his skin. It wasn't precisely pain, but rather a persistent alarm signaling that his body was reaching its absolute threshold.

Yet, his gaze remained locked onto a singular point.

Specifically, the area where he had first glimpsed the crimson barrier concealed beneath the molten rock.

Kyrian had meticulously observed its behavior.

At regular intervals, coinciding with the ebb and flow of the lava waves, the magma would recede slightly. This retreat, though minor—perhaps only a few meters—was sufficient to expose, for a fleeting instant, the small translucent barrier nestled against the volcano's inner wall.

And just beyond it...

A small cavern.

Potentially, the gateway to Ming Hai's tomb.

Kyrian narrowed his eyes, his mind racing through calculations.

He lacked any precise means of measurement, but his body provided an instinctive response. A direct jump without preparation would undoubtedly lead to his demise long before reaching the entrance.

The heat at such depths was so extreme that even the air itself would likely sear his lungs.

Slowly, Kyrian extended his right hand.

Ice Qi began to flow with intensified vigor in his palm, coalescing into a focused point.

Suspended in the air above the magma, several dozen meters below his position, a colossal ice platform materialized instantaneously.

It was substantial, at least half a meter thick with densely packed ice, and emanated a soft azure luminescence that starkly contrasted with the surrounding inferno.

In the very next moment, the ice commenced its dissolution.

No,

Suddenly... then, finally...

Kyrian blinked, in an instant.

Five layers of solid ice materialized around his body.

This wasn't the typical ice used for simple barriers or temporary armor. It was the same incredibly dense and robust ice he'd employed during the conflict with the Five-Horned Lava Lizard, the ice that had managed to withstand the dragon's fiery breath for a few crucial seconds.

The initial layer enveloped his torso, arms, and legs completely. It was substantial, opaque, and pulsed with a deep blue luminescence.

The second layer settled over the first, conforming precisely like a second skin.

Then the third, the fourth, and finally, the fifth layer followed.

Half of his entire Qi reserve vanished in that single moment.

The surrounding atmosphere grew intensely frigid for a fleeting instant. White vapor materialized out of nowhere, freezing the airborne ash particles. However, the volcano's immense heat reclaimed everything within a second.

Kyrian let out a slow breath.

The warm air from his lungs mingled with the vapor.

Then, he leaped.

Without a moment's hesitation, without any further preparation.

His body simply propelled itself off the edge of the Great Volcano, plunging towards the sea of lava far below.

...

The air rushed violently around him.

His descent accelerated instantly. Kyrian felt his stomach lurch, his limbs lighten, and the roar of the wind filled his ears.

The heat impacted Kyrian like a physical force.

The ice armors immediately began to hiss and crackle audibly.

The outermost ice, the fifth layer, rapidly melted away. Enormous plumes of white vapor erupted around his form as he navigated the superheated air currents within the crater.

Kyrian could feel the intense heat seeping through the ice layers. It didn't fully penetrate, as the armor was still blocking the majority, but it was enough to make his skin prickle.

He remained calm.

Everything was proceeding according to his plan.

Fifteen seconds. That was all the time he required.

His gaze remained locked on the target below.

On the barrier.

On the narrow opening concealed within the dark stone wall.

The molten lava waves surged and retreated with violent, untamed energy, utterly indifferent to the small figure plummeting towards them.

The fifth ice layer completely vanished.

The ice melted and evaporated, leaving only trails of vapor in its wake.

The heat intensified further.

Then, the fourth layer started to fracture.

Kyrian felt his skin begin to scorch.

Sweat evaporated from his skin the moment it formed.

With every breath, the burning air seared his lungs.

Eight seconds remained.

The fourth layer disintegrated entirely.

Seven seconds.

The third layer began to melt at an alarming rate.

Kyrian’s eyes stayed fixed downwards. He was waiting. Precisely calculating the pattern of the lava waves.

He needed to time the exact moment of the lava's ebb.

Five seconds.

The lava started its recession.

The barrier gradually became visible, first its edge, then its full expanse, shimmering with a translucent scarlet glow.

Kyrian narrowed his eyes.

’Now.’

Three seconds before impact.

Kyrian channeled all his remaining Qi into his eyes, which blazed with an intense blue light.

The residual Qi within him forcefully erupted outwards.

A spear crafted from ice materialized before him. This was no ordinary spear, but one formed from supremely condensed ice, compressed to the absolute limit of his ocular abilities. Its radiance was so potent that it eclipsed the fiery red of the volcano.

The weapon streaked downwards like a celestial projectile, slicing through the searing air on a flawless trajectory.

The spear struck the surface of the lava.

For one unbelievable instant...

The lava solidified.

Not entirely, but a small area around the impact site, roughly one meter in diameter, transformed into a brittle, blackish-red ice. Rock and magma were frozen together, a substance defying the very nature of its environment.

This frozen state lasted only a moment. A singular, fleeting moment.

But that was precisely the window Kyrian required.

His body plunged directly behind the ice spear.

The third ice layer shattered completely under the overwhelming heat.

Kyrian forcefully impacted the small block of frozen material.

The ice instantly splintered under his weight. The impact was brutally jarring, sending tremors through Kyrian’s bones and compressing his spine from the sudden deceleration. The ice fragmented into countless shards that scattered in all directions.

His body pierced the lava's surface precisely at the point his spear had momentarily frozen.

The heat was beyond description.

Even with the protective ice armors still intact, Kyrian felt his skin scream in agony. For a terrifying instant, he believed he would be incinerated, his body reduced to ash before he could even reach the barrier.

And then...

He passed through the crimson barrier.