At that moment, Xiao Yan found a quiet corner in Xiao Xuan's Tomb Mansion within the Heavenly Tomb. He sat down cross-legged, preparing to begin cultivating the third change of the Heavenly Fire Three Mysterious Changes.
He took a deep breath to steady his mind, then slowly closed his eyes. Following the cultivation formula Xiao Xuan had taught him, he drew on the Dou Qi within his body and began this arduous journey.
Xiao Xuan watched quietly from the side, his eyes full of expectation and concern.
He knew that cultivating the third change without the power of Xiao Tribe blood to bolster him would be no easy feat, but he chose to believe in Xiao Yan.
Time slipped by in the silence. Aside from the faint sounds of Dou Qi circulating within Xiao Yan's body, nothing stirred in the Tomb Mansion.
For several days, Xiao Yan remained as motionless as a statue, immersed in cultivation with all his heart and soul.
At last, his body began to tremble faintly, and the energy around him surged toward him in a frenzy.
Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his face grew somewhat pale. But he gritted his teeth, refusing to let his consciousness slip away.
Xiao Xuan grew even more focused. He could sense that Xiao Yan had reached a critical moment.
Just then, Xiao Yan abruptly opened his eyes, and a brilliant gleam shot from them.
A powerful aura burst from his body, and a special pattern slowly emerged on his forehead.
The pattern glimmered with a mysterious light. It resembled the Xiao Tribe Clan Mark on Xiao Xuan's forehead, but was not quite the same.
It seemed to contain boundless power, while also bearing Xiao Yan's unique aura.
Sensing the aura around Xiao Yan, Xiao