Atop the cliff stood a white-haired figure in blue robes. At his feet lay the sealed corpse of the Purple-Robed Daoist, still glowing with a faint golden light.
Xu Yan had done this, of course, to condense Soul Liquid. The Giant Spirit Race's remnant formation could still offer one last burst of usefulness.
Sending out a strand of magic power, he placed the Purple-Robed Daoist's corpse into his Storage Bag, then headed toward the cave with delight on his face.
Wisps of scorching heat rushed out of the entrance, making Xu Yan's entire body burn. Yet he paid them no mind, walking deeper into the cave with barely contained excitement.
"If this Millennium Fire Lotus appeared in the outside world, it would certainly cause an uproar. Even Golden Core cultivators would fight fiercely over it."
Every Spirit Herb capable of increasing lifespan was incomparably precious. Even with Spirit Stones, there was nowhere to buy one.
Moreover, the Millennium Fire Lotus's greatest benefit was not extending a cultivator's lifespan, but greatly strengthening their physical body.
For Body Cultivators whose cultivation had special requirements, it was an even greater treasure.
Inside the cave, streaks of red light swirled, and the temperature rose sharply. Sheets of flame hung down, as though he had entered a world of fire.
Xu Yan dared not be careless and hurriedly circulated his magic power to protect himself.
The cave before him spanned several dozen yards and was entirely crimson. Only after channeling magic power into his eyes could he see everything within.
Before him, a fiery-red Dao Lotus flickered in and out of sight. Rooted in the void, it had nine petals, each covered with countless tiny points of light.
These tiny points glittered, drawing down streams of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. Dense vitality radiated from