Ren Sea, within the palace.
True-red firelight condensed into a round sun, branding itself onto a suit of golden-feathered armor. Behind it, molten lava surged, occasionally taking the shape of a three-headed crimson crow clad in scarlet scales, breathing lava in and out.
Spirit armor, [Xi Flame].
This armor had originally belonged to Greater Yang and commanded Fire Virtue. Yet Ultimate Fire would not obey, and Ding Fire was difficult to control. Now that all of it had become true fire, the armor was even more harmonious.
Xu Xuan circled the armor, examining it closely and murmuring praise from time to time.
"The standing of this armor... is enough to rival a Spirit Treasure."
Heyan Mountain had now returned the spirit armor. Having received a True Lord's grace, [Xi Flame] had become a vessel where Greater Yang and true fire converged. Its grade was difficult to determine, but its power was unquestionably extraordinary.
According to the secret letter sent from Heyan Mountain, this armor had been forged in the true form of [Jiaoling], the ninth son of the Golden Crow, who occupied the true fire venerable position. It embodied fire accumulated within the earth veins, blessed by Greater Yang.
"The armor Xihua left behind has now become Jiaoling's true form."
With a slight stir of thought, Xu Xuan put away the armor. He now possessed two Spirit Artifacts connected to the Ten Sons of the Golden Crow: Li Yue and the Flame Armor, both manifestations of Fire Virtue venerable positions.
He paced slowly, considering matters concerning his human body.
"The war in the Liao Lands probably won't begin for another few years."
Both sides had deployed their forces and were gathering strength while building their positions. According to the Thunder Department's calculations, at least three years would pass before war