Plop, plop!
Xiao Yan immersed his entire body within the Heavenly Pond, feeling its ancient atmospheric aura and instantly becoming relaxed and refreshed.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Countless profound bubbles abruptly emerged from the bottom of the pond, then burst violently. The wisps of pure power they contained flowed smoothly along with Xiao Yan's absorption, effortlessly sinking into the Spirit Palace within his body.
The initial composition of Xiao Yan's Spirit Palace was a ten-layer Spirit Palace that approached the limits of heaven and earth. Although its potential was boundless, every single advancement also required an excessive amount of power.
Now the six-layer Spirit Palace was like stacked mountain rings, surging together. Soul Power quietly overflowed, nourishing Xiao Yan's body with indescribable delight.
A moment later, a brilliantly resplendent Flame Cauldron began to quietly emerge before Xiao Yan's chest.
The moment the Flame Cauldron appeared, ripples of energy suddenly spread out from the Sixteen Peaks and the Heavenly Pond.
Yet at this time, Xiao Yan was entirely focused on the cultivation of Soul Power and failed to notice that the Main Peak of the Sixteen Peaks was wreathed in clouds and mist, with waterfalls cascading down. Behind the waterfall, however, pure moonlight seemed to radiate from within, carrying an ancient and mysterious aura.
"Gather for me!"
After the Flame Cauldron emerged, Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes and gave a gentle call.
Streams of pure, transparent White Mist were absorbed from the Heavenly Pond. Like tiny sparks of the Glow of Fireflies, they were drawn by the Flame Cauldron and transformed before Xiao Yan into a strange sphere of light roughly the size of a fist.
The light sphere floated quietly. Its soft and pure power made the entire world grow peaceful, and the illumination of its power even caused the Immortal