"Late Master, please forgive this cross-generation disciple, Yan Kuan, for his disrespect."
Inside the Stone Chamber, Yan Kuan arranged the Forty-Nine Broken Swords into a Sword Formation before the seven Sword Sheaths on the wall, making them resonate with one another. Then, he kowtowed with every step, paying his respects as he slowly approached the Tomb of Great Sage Chisongzi.
A sea of fire blocked the way ahead. The Solar Trueflame was terrifyingly hot, and at the center of the flames stood a Coffin entwined by an ancient vine.
The legendary Cremation Coffin, along with a Firevine cultivated with solar essence and Sage Essence Blood. Both were peerless treasures, especially that Firevine, which had likely been nourished with Great Saint essence blood.
Yan Kuan still lacked a Lifebound Dao Weapon. Though the treasure before him was inferior to the Immortal Material said to forge Supreme Emperor Weapons, it was still material on the level of Great Luo Silver Essence. Having been nurtured for even longer, it would pose no problem even for use by a Quasi-Emperor.
However, Yan Kuan was not so excessive. Since he had acknowledged Great Sage Chisongzi as his late master, he naturally had to act like a cross-generation disciple. He could not betray his master and destroy his ancestor's legacy.
Yan Kuan circulated Empyrean Flame to protect himself and entered the blazing firelight, drawing near the Immortal Flame Burial Coffin. The Firevine before him was thick and sturdy. Every leaf rang with a metallic clang upon contact, as though forged from Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold. Its thick, flood-dragon-like vines coiled around the Ancient Coffin and suspended it in midair.
This Firevine, which had grown for several thousand years, shone all over, vivid as Crimson Mist. Each leaf resembled blood-colored Divine Gold, ringing with a clear chime