"Th-this..."
One of the Pill Tower Giants opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his throat had gone dry, and he couldn't force out a single word.
A Mid-Stage Eight-Star Dou Sheng at fifteen or sixteen?
How was that possible?!
Even the most monstrous prodigy among the Ancient Emperor Clans couldn't possibly reach such a terrifying level at that age!
Another Pill Tower Giant wore an equally grave expression, his aged eyes fixed on Xiao Yan as he tried to discern something about him.
But no matter how he sensed him, he couldn't fathom the depths of this young man.
His opponent simply stood there quietly, not deliberately releasing the slightest pressure, yet he was like a towering mountain. Even looking up at him left one feeling powerless.
"This old man is the Alchemist Tower's Grand Head. May I ask what brings you here, senior?"
The aged figure at the head drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his shock. He stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and spoke with respectful caution.
Before a Dou Sheng Expert of this caliber, Half-Saints and Pill Tower Giants were nothing but a joke.
Xiao Yan's gaze swept over the three of them, calm and unruffled. His voice was as placid as if he were speaking of something utterly trivial:
"I have come here only to take one thing."
The Three Great Heads exchanged glances, their hearts sinking as a foreboding sense of dread welled up within them.
"May I ask what you wish to take, senior?"
The Grand Head asked cautiously.
"The Three Thousand Burning Flame."
Xiao Yan spoke each word with quiet certainty.
At this, the faces of the Three Great Heads instantly turned deathly pale.
The Three Thousand Burning Flame!
It was the Alchemist Tower's treasured core, protected for thousands