Xiao Yang felt his mind suddenly jolt!
An ancient scripture, vast and profound, filled with endless mysteries and ultimate truths, surged into the depths of his memory like a tidal wave!
Every word seemed to be formed from the purest laws of flame!
Every sentence expounded the ultimate mysteries of the sun and fire!
Great Sun Heaven-Burning Scripture!
Xiao Yang merely gave it a rough glance, yet he felt his understanding of the Great Dao of Flame instantly rise several levels!
The subtlety and power of this scripture even surpassed Emperor Ye's Great Sun Undying Dharma Body!
Worthy of being the clan-defending cultivation art of the ancient Demon Emperor lineage!
"Thank you, Senior!"
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Xiao Yang solemnly bowed to the Golden Crow phantom.
This gift was simply far too precious!
"No need to thank me."
The Golden Crow phantom's voice grew increasingly weak, and its form began to turn transparent.
"This was what you deserved."
"My time... is running out..."
"Remember your promise..."
"For the Human Race... and for my Yao Clan... kill... it..."
The Golden Crow phantom's voice came in broken intervals, full of exhaustion.
Its gaze lingered deeply on Xiao Yang one last time, filled with expectation and trust.
Then, its enormous phantom shattered bit by bit like bubbles beneath the sunlight, turning into countless golden motes that slowly dissipated into the air.
A generation of Demon Emperor, the ancient Golden Crow Clan's chief—this final wisp of will, bearing endless hatred and unwillingness, had waited for hundreds of millions of years before finally vanishing completely between heaven and earth.
The entire divine hall returned to deathly silence.
Only the Sun God Stone in Xiao Yang's palm, radiating a gentle golden glow, proved that everything which had just happened was not an illusion.
Xiao