Before he even landed, a second purple crystal had already formed.
In just a few leaps, he crossed the several-hundred-meter-wide Magma Lake and landed steadily before the fortress.
The fortress was seamlessly integrated with the canyon walls, constructed entirely from massive black Basalt Pillars in a crude and savage style.
There were no intricate carvings or decorations. Instead, the massive stone pillars were covered in countless slashes and impact marks of varying depths.
'I wonder what happened here before.'
Lin Ye didn't hesitate, striding into the fortress entrance.
The interior of the fortress was just as simple and direct. The passageways were wide, and glowing ore was embedded in the walls at regular intervals, brightly illuminating the inside.
A dense aura of Source Crystals permeated the air.
He extended his Spirit perception and only relaxed after confirming there were no living members of the Eight-armed Race left inside the fortress.
