"You can seek out your own opportunities. Besides, compared with Yue Chan of the Butian Sect, the Witch of the Heaven Severing Sect, Feng Wu of the Heavenly Immortal Academy, and the others, you still have a certain gap. If you can avoid offending them, do so."
"Yes, thank you for the reminder!"
After giving them some instructions, Xuantian followed the information he had obtained and paid visits to quite a few places, acquiring many more sacred medicines and demigod medicines. Then he returned to the Bluestone Road to draw upon Dao fire and temper himself. This was the most urgent matter.
Time passed, and half a month went by in the blink of an eye. The Dao fire did not die out; instead, it grew ever fiercer.
From afar, raging flames surged there, swallowing everything. Dao runes intertwined like lightning, creating a terrifying sight that made one shudder just by looking at it.
Dao patterns burned his bones, and two thousand laws became entangled, causing chanting to resound from within his body like rolling thunder.
He sat there motionlessly, his fleshly body seemingly extinct. Yet his eyes shone with dazzling light, like two Golden Lamps illuminating the place.
There was nothing left on his body to burn. Black, aged skin wrapped around his bones, while countless patterns from the flames branded themselves upon it. They flowed across his body like wandering dragons.
Other than retaining a human shape, he was nearly unrecognizable. His black, aged skin had cracked, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and he had completely withered away.
Moreover, two thousand clusters of light blazed fiercely within his body, burning intensely.
A long time later, the two thousand flames finally went out.
Yet a phantom appeared behind Xuantian. As time passed, it gradually became more solid.