Deep in the Back Mountain of Jia Nan Inner Academy, in a clear Cold Pond, a black-robed figure sat cross-legged at the center of the lake, his brows knitting from time to time. Behind him, a young man with white hair and red pupils was frowning as well. This state had already lasted for several days.
"Is this really the Fallen Heart Flame? How could it have such terrifying ability? I wonder if this boy can make it out of this last-minute counterattack..."
Yao Chen murmured to himself. Just as he had expected, the Fallen Heart Flame had indeed left itself a fallback. Just as Xiao Yan wanted to refine it, it also wanted to refine Xiao Yan. But because of Yao Chen, it had naturally failed. Even so, at the very end, it still used some unknown method to drag Xiao Yan's soul into a space Yao Chen could not understand. Even with his Emperor Realm Soul, he could only sense that Xiao Yan was in a special phase.
If he could wake up, it would not only mean the refinement had succeeded, but his Soul Power would inevitably surge, and the Emperor Realm would be within his grasp!
Of course, if he could not wake up, he would never wake up again. This young Dou Zong body would be nothing but an empty shell.
The key was that he could do nothing. If the battlefield were in Xiao Yan's Soul World, he could still refine some Medicinal Liquid to keep Xiao Yan going. But now, all he could do was watch over an empty shell and wait for the battle in that unknown place to decide its outcome.
Time passed. Several more days went by, and a mysterious rhythm began to emanate from the body in the lake