To an ordinary mortal, or even to a traditional Golden Core fighter cloaked in three layers of high-grade protective magic charms. He plunged headfirst into a lake of thirteen-hundred-degree molten ferro-dark rock would result in instant, total ruin. The human body, composed primarily of fragile organic compounds and unpressurized water, would detonate into a puff of steam, cold air gas, and charred carbon ash before it had even breached the glowing crust. Even an elder wielding an earth-elemental spirit shield would find their spiritual qi devoured within seconds by the sheer radiant intensity of the world-size mantle.
To Lin Xiao, however, swimming through liquid stone was an experience of pure luxury.
The high-thickness ferro-dark rock melted rock waste possessed a thick, velvety consistency roughly akin to warm molasses, raw honey, or an exceptionally rich fiery mud bath. Lin Xiao paddled his semi-clear sapphire-blue body through the glowing orange currents. Then, the natural floating lift of the heavy molten rock supported his mass effortlessly. Molten dark rock has a specific gravity nearly three times that of ordinary springwater. To a lightweight, stretchy organism like Lin Xiao, sinking was physically impossible unless he actively forced his fluid body downward with deliberate high-pressure intent.
