"I had not wished to clash with the residual power of the Heavenly Immortal so soon, but it seems I have no choice but to act now."
Ling Pianran's calm voice rang out. This was a bearing Lin Xuan had never seen from her before.
At this moment, it was as though she had finally set herself right in the identity of the Heavenly Maiden, no longer as approachable as before.
"This is..."
Lin Xuan stared fixedly at the miniature three-legged cauldron in Ling Pianran's hand, surprise flickering in his eyes.
If he was not mistaken, this three-legged cauldron had to be an Imperial weapon, no different from Xiao Yu'er's crown or the divine moon between Xu Yan's brows.
Pure Yang Creation Cauldron!
The name of the small cauldron leaped into Lin Xuan's mind, and at the same instant, Ling Pianran's spiritual intent conveyed the same information.
"It is indeed part of Pure Yang Heaven's foundation, but this is merely an avatar of the Imperial weapon. Bringing out the true Imperial weapon would invite endless danger."
Facing Lin Xuan, Ling Pianran resumed her approachable manner.
"I was careless earlier. I thought that acting only after entering the Ancient Dou Shen Tu would avoid a clash with the Heavenly Immortal's power."
"But just now, I sensed a trace of that Heavenly Immortal's spiritual intent. He is waiting within, perhaps truly intending to use Blood Refinement to turn you into a Battle God."
"He has played a fine hand of chess, but unfortunately, Pure Yang Heaven is not so easily ignored."
A peerlessly proud air appeared in Ling Pianran's eyes.
Then, under Lin Xuan's astonished gaze, the avatar of the Pure Yang Creation Cauldron in her hand ignited with dazzling white flames.
"Pure Yang Divine Fire!" Surprise flashed through Lin Xuan's eyes.