"Bones like jade. Unless I'm mistaken, this should have been a seventh-rank magical beast, right?"
After circling the enormous skeleton, dozens of yards long, Xiao Yan rubbed his chin and looked up at the jade-like pointed horn on its skull, pondering for a moment.
At this point, the beast's bones gave off no particular sensation, as though their divine essence had vanished completely, leaving only a trace of pressure belonging to the myriad beast spirit flame.
It was as though their sole purpose now was to carry this wisp of myriad beast spirit flame. Everything else had ceased to exist.
He knew that a wisp of the myriad beast spirit flame lay within this skeleton, but that raised a question: how was he supposed to get it out?
The main problem was that this skeleton was far too big.
But the mummified Heavenly Demon Phoenix in the Black-Corner Region suddenly flashed through Xiao Yan's mind, giving him an idea. Something like this most likely needed to be burned with heavenly flames. Wasn't it simply too large, with too much useless material? Burn it all away. What remained after condensing it would be pure essence!
Just as he reached toward his Storage Ring, Xiao Yan drew his hand back.
No need to go that far. Let Old Yao keep sleeping.
Curling his lips, Xiao Yan took out a Pale Pill and swallowed it. At the same time, the wisp of crimson flame within the Dou Crystal at the center of his dantian's vortex suddenly swelled. After traveling through his body along a particular route, it exploded.
Immense power surged forth, complementing the wisp of pale flame within him. White flames enveloped his entire body. Xiao Yan exhaled, clenched his fists, and smiled with increasingly unrestrained delight.
This power really was wonderful.