Xiao Yan reached out and grabbed. The Beast King Lotus Heart Flame transformed into a giant flaming hand and seized the juvenile Myriad Beast Spirit Flame within the skeleton.
"Teacher, let's head up first!"
With that, Xiao Yan bent his legs and pushed off, shooting upward like a cannonball. In the blink of an eye, he burst out of the sea of blood and landed on the plaza at its center.
Feeling the increasingly dense and terrifying aura of a beast radiating from the stone stele at the center of the plaza, Yao Lao remarked:
"I thought the founder of Mulan Valley was only around the Half-Saint level. Now it seems things weren't that simple."
Xiao Yan smiled. "The Dou Qi Continent is vast beyond measure. Even if the Northwest Continent is a remote region, given enough time, one or two peerless geniuses are bound to emerge."
Hearing this, Yao Lao laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, true enough. Aren't you a perfect example yourself, brat?"
Master and disciple chatted as they walked toward the stone stele.
The stele stood at the center of the plaza. With such a special position, it was certain to hold an immense secret.
What was more, beneath the stele, on what looked like an altar, magic cores were piled into a small mountain.
"So this is Mulan Valley's true reserve and legacy? Haha, now it's all fallen into my lap!"
Xiao Yan walked up to the stele and swept his soul power over the small mountain of magic cores. His expression instantly filled with delighted surprise.
Even Yao Lao, who considered himself a man who had seen much of the world, was deeply shaken. The shock on his face was no less than when he had first seen the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame.
"One ninth-tier magic core,