Zhu Kun coughed and pushed the section of withered violet-gold vine toward Xiao Fan.
"Void Dragon Vine grows deep within spatial rifts, feeding on dragon aura. Only by refining it can you truly see Space Folds."
Xiao Fan reached out and took it.
The moment the Void Dragon Vine landed in his palm, fine, blade-like spatial tearing force burrowed through his skin and into his meridians.
Just as Bone Chilling Flame rose in Xiao Fan's palm, Zhu Kun said, "Don't freeze it."
Xiao Fan stopped.
"Then how do I refine it?"
"Don't treat it as a medicinal ingredient."
Zhu Kun said, "Treat it as a path. Follow its patterns. Don't suppress it, don't burn it."
Xiao Fan lowered his head to look.
The scale-like patterns on the vine initially appeared chaotic, but upon closer focus, he discovered that every pattern corresponded to an extremely fine spatial fissure. Rather than a medicinal ingredient, it was more like a rolled-up map of space.
Xiao Fan withdrew Bone Chilling Flame and merely let Colorless Fire coil gently around the vine.
He did not burn it.
He only guided it.
Sure enough, the Void Dragon Vine calmed down. Strands of violet-gold light flowed through his palm and entered his body.
In an instant, the Magma World before Xiao Fan's eyes changed.
The magma was still magma, but the space between one current and another had gained layers.
Some places were as thin as cicada wings, others as thick as mountains. Some spaces moved slowly with the hidden currents beneath the magma, while others resembled doors fixed between heaven and earth, quietly hidden behind scorching waves of fire.
Zhu Kun asked, "Can you see them?"
Xiao Fan nodded.
"I can."
"Then remember this: space does not have only one path. What you used to tear