After the brief joy, you gathered your Mental Energy, waved away the formation, and stepped out of the Skyfire Furnace. The world outside the furnace remained scorching, almost no different from what you had seen before entering the Enlightenment State.
Before you had gone far, you saw the Origin Spirit companions who had guarded you for so long. Of the seemingly subtle yet truly enormous changes in you, the White Dragon Origin Spirit had sensed them most clearly, having already felt something during your enlightenment. Now that you had finally emerged from the Enlightenment State, it could no longer restrain its desire to draw close. In an instant, its body shrank to half a person's size and wound around you like a streak of light.
The increasingly rich aura of life around you made it feel ever more comfortable. It even could not resist lightly rubbing its dragon head against your shoulder, letting out a low dragon's roar. Like a kitten sleeping in its favorite little nest, it squinted its eyes shut.
Compared to the Black Dragon Origin Spirit's pride and reserve, you had long grown thoroughly accustomed to the White Dragon Origin Spirit's attitude through your years of contact. Thus, you did not react much to its closeness... You gently stroked the White Dragon Origin Spirit's lowered dragon horn, suppressing the urge to give its dragon head a further rub, then slowly turned your gaze toward the only stranger present—Yu Yantong.
In truth, she was not entirely a stranger. Back when you had planned to enter the Immortal Wutong Realm, you had learned more about Qiwu Lingfu, allowing you to identify the person before you as its Third Palace Mistress. What puzzled you, however, was why she was here—and why she was looking at you with such a meaningful