Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Lin Chen walked on the steel cable bridge, almost at the edge of life and death.

Every step was fraught with danger; if it were someone with a weaker mind, they would have already collapsed on the bridge.

But Lin Chen was indifferent, taking steps forward without concern.

The hundred-meter-long cable bridge took Lin Chen a full hour to cross before reaching the other side.

However, upon setting foot on solid ground, Lin Chen furrowed his brow.

On the ground lay two burnt corpses, evidently someone had beaten them to the destination.

"Who could it be who got here before us?" Lin Chen wondered aloud.

When the ancient tomb opened, only Lin Chen and the other five, along with the Sixth Prince and Geng Hao's robots, entered the tomb. Yet during the scramble for the sword, four other masked men appeared, and now, two corpses lay here as well.

In front of Lin Chen was a wave of blistering heat, showing that these individuals were ill-prepared and fell prey to the scorching flame.

However, as Lin Chen possesses a fire attribute, he felt the heat but not mortally so.

Looking into the fire waves, Lin Chen vaguely saw several people advancing with difficulty.

At that moment, one among them exhausted their spiritual energy, screamed, and was instantly turned to ashes.

Staring at the person leading the group, Lin Chen's gaze tightened; he had seen this person before, it was the new sect hierarch of Black Court Sect.

"When did that guy start following us?" Lin Chen slightly frowned, watching the sect hierarch of Black Court Sect and the others trapped in the fire waves.

To cross that steel cable bridge, these individuals' prowess must not be weak; although Lin Chen had a fire attribute, this fire was entirely different from ordinary flames.

It corrodes not just the body but more so the mental state.

These people with their own power shouldn't die here; it was because they were mentally consumed by the blazing flames, leading their protective spiritual energy to scatter, thus being burnt into charred corpses.

"Such strong flames, if I could refine them, it would be great." Lin Chen secretly marveled in his heart.

"Let me also experience these flames capable of burning one's soul," Lin Chen said as he stepped toward the fire.

"Master, there's no need to experience the pain of burning hearts like those others," Shuai suddenly commented.

Lin Chen halted his steps: "Are you saying there's a shortcut?"

Shuai chuckled: "This formation was created by that ancient martial god; since it's a formation, there's naturally a way to crack it."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen suddenly realized, his gaze fixing on the flames.

Indeed, Lin Chen quickly discovered concealed formation symbols on the flame-covered ground.

"So that's how it is!" Lin Chen's mouth curled into a smile.

He stepped into the flames, his every footfall landing directly on a formation symbol.

The heat waves continued unabated, yet Lin Chen no longer felt the burning sensation within.

Despite this, Lin Chen cautiously enveloped his entire body in spiritual energy to brace for any sudden crisis.

Lin Chen took a deep breath and proceeded onward.

Not far away, the members of Black Court Sect tangled by the flames wore grim expressions, clearly enduring a pain that ordinary people could not withstand.

Even the sect hierarch of Black Court Sect showed a pale face, constantly resisting the scorching fire waves.

At this moment, these individuals also noticed Lin Chen moving swiftly.

"How is this possible!" They were dumbfounded upon seeing Lin Chen walking lightly among the flames.

For every step they took, they had to endure an unbearable heat roast, yet Lin Chen seemed to walk as though on flat ground.

"Lin Chen!" The sect hierarch of Black Court Sect shouted angrily, watching Lin Chen surpass him and continue forward.

Actually, the sect hierarch had been trailing Lin Chen all along, heading straight for the ancient tomb's deeper areas upon entry.

His goal was not the Celestial Source Crystal but rather this true fire of the heart.

But now, he was deeply trapped within the formation of the true fire of the heart, while Lin Chen had taken the lead and entered the depths of the ancient tomb.

Lin Chen made a funny face at the sect hierarch and continued ahead.

Soon, Lin Chen noticed a slightly ajar gate amidst the flames.

His heart leaped with joy, quickening his steps to squeeze through the gap in the door.

Upon slipping through the door, the overwhelming heat behind him vanished instantly, revealing a spacious and silent stone hall before him.

Lin Chen stepped into the stone hall, where a stone coffin lay quietly in the center of the hall, evidently belonging to the martial god.

Above the stone coffin, a flickering flame hovered in mid-air, quietly burning.

Though the flame was only the size of a fist, it illuminated the entire stone chamber.

"It's the true fire of the heart!" Lin Chen's eyes lit up with fervor as he gazed at the flame, thrilled to his core.

His gaze fixed firmly on the flame, Lin Chen took step after step toward the stone coffin.

But at that moment, a cool voice rang out: "This true fire of the heart is mine. I don't like killing, so please don't disturb."

Lin Chen's face changed upon hearing the voice, not expecting someone else to be present here.

Turning around, Lin Chen noticed a girl shrouded in light gauze sitting cross-legged in the dim corner.

Though she wore a veil, Lin Chen, possessing x-ray vision, could see her beautiful face clearly.

The girl resembled a celestial being fallen to the mortal world; her appearance was precisely carved, flawless.

Lin Chen had encountered many beauties, but this girl's allure was not just striking; it carried an extraordinary, transcendent aura.

What shocked Lin Chen further was her power.

Given Lin Chen's cultivation, if there was someone in the stone chamber, he should have sensed it immediately.

Yet it wasn't until the girl spoke that Lin Chen realized her presence.

Moreover, what made Lin Chen even more alarmed was his inability to sense her aura at all.

This alone indicated her power far exceeded his.

"Master, don't act rashly. This girl is not of this world. You're no match for her," Shuai cautiously advised.

"Not of this world? An alien or a ghost?" Lin Chen wondered in bewilderment.

Shuai laughed: "In the vast universe, Earth is like a speck of dust. Just remember not to provoke this girl, or she could take your life with a flick of her finger."

"Damn!" Lin Chen suddenly felt a sense of defeat; he prided himself on being powerful, yet the girl before him could casually end his life with a mere gesture—this was too demoralizing.

Lin Chen smiled wryly and respectfully addressed the girl: "I'm Lin Chen from China; I accidentally stumbled into this chamber as well. Since you arrived first, naturally the true fire of the heart is yours."

The girl's beautiful eyes were like a peaceful lake, glancing at Lin Chen: "For someone so young to be a True God Realm adept, you're outstanding on this plane. But I advise against doing anything foolish, or you should be aware of the consequences."

Though her voice was bright like a songbird, it carried a hint of coldness.

Her words made clear: if you remain sensible, we can coexist peacefully. But if you have any improper thoughts, the consequences would entail your erasure.

Despite his desire for the true fire of the heart, Lin Chen knew the girl's depth was immeasurable; to compete with her would be courting death—so his only option was to wait and watch for an opportunity.