At that moment, Yi Shuyuan was not the master of the Four-Pillar True Yang Furnace, yet he might as well have been.
Apart from the Immortal who had forged the Four-Pillar True Yang Furnace and founded the True Yang Sect, Yi Shuyuan was the second Immortal Cultivator in the world capable of truly controlling it single-handedly.
Yet Yi Shuyuan did not choose to control the True Yang Furnace alone. Instead, he took his place at one of its corners.
Time could erase many things, but not every trace would wear away. The three Immortals he had previously glimpsed through Spirit Sense seemed to manifest within his mind, standing at the other three corners just as they had then.
In a sense, this too was a form of the Four-Pillar True Form. Yi Shuyuan's magical power flowed toward all four corners, actually taking on three other distinct forms.
Though he had caught only a fleeting glimpse across time and space through Spirit Sense, and those traces of their auras were nowhere near enough for him to transform into them, altering certain properties of his magical power through the wonders of Heaven and Earth Transformation was not beyond him.
This was admittedly a little more troublesome, but Yi Shuyuan had principles of his own. Doing it this way was also like fulfilling a wish on behalf of those three fellow Daoists who had died with their hearts unreconciled.
Yet this seemingly unnecessary gesture produced a change Yi Shuyuan had not anticipated. Within the furnace, there was a sense of "four forms becoming one." Magical power flowed continuously from the four pillars into the furnace, where four active points of flame drove the spiritual substance inside into a rapid spin.
"Whooo... whooo..."
Gusts of wind, not particularly fierce but distinctly scorching, kept Yi