Two Soul Rings that he rarely summoned, one deep purple and one black-and-white, slowly rose from beneath his feet.
With a casual wave of his hand, the emerald-green Soul Ring brimming with boundless vitality soared into the air and settled steadily around him.
There was none of the tearing agony or swelling pain in his meridians that ordinary soul masters endured when absorbing a Soul Ring. Xiao Yi absorbed this Soul Ring as easily as picking up an ordinary object, and the emerald-green Soul Ring settled securely outside the black-and-white one.
Xiao Yi slowly opened his eyes. The Heavenly Flames in his palm cycled and shifted continuously before finally becoming a cluster of clear, translucent emerald-green fire.
The flames danced with spirit, carrying a pure, gentle aura of life. It was the Life Flame, ranked fifth on the Heavenly Flame List.
At the same time, a clear and warming current poured into his mind. A gleaming green streak of light flew from the depths of the Life Flame, shooting straight into his brow and merging with his sea of consciousness.
Deep within Xiao Yi's spiritual sea of consciousness, a vague figure slowly emerged. Its features remained indistinct, but compared to Xiao Xuan when he had appeared before, it seemed to possess a little more living spirit.
It was a completely emerald-green medicinal cauldron, atop which sat a lean, upright old man.
The old man wore plain, coarse linen robes, simple and unadorned, giving him an air of rustic serenity.
In his hand, he held a wooden staff woven from countless rare medicinal vines and spiritual herbs. Patterns coiled along the staff, which was hung with white jade medicine bottles of varying sizes and verdant gourds.
As he shifted slightly, the bottles and gourds bumped together, producing crisp, pleasant chimes.
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