The ancient stone stele gradually warped beneath the Heavenly Flames, until Xiao Yan melted it into a crimson sphere.
His expression unchanged, Xiao Yan continued refining it with the Heavenly Flames, drawing out impurities one after another.
After the time it took an incense stick to burn, a sphere of golden liquid radiating scorching heat appeared before Xiao Yan.
Just then, the golden sphere seemed to gain a spirit of its own. It broke free of the Heavenly Flames, circled through the sky roughly three times, then hovered in midair and transformed into a glittering golden scroll.
Once the golden scroll had released all its heat, it flew into Xiao Yan's hand on its own.
"My friend, I must rely on you to help carry on the Spring God Sect's legacy. Hehe, I truly never imagined that, thousands of years later, our sect would still have a chance to live on."
A free-spirited, composed voice rang beside Xiao Yan's ear, making him pause in surprise.
To be fair, this sect master of the Spring God Sect was extraordinarily magnanimous.
With that thought, Xiao Yan finally touched a thread of soul power to the golden scroll.
The next moment, part of his consciousness appeared directly within an unfamiliar space.
There were no living creatures in that ancient space, only a bare tree that had long since withered and died.
Scroll after scroll hung from its trunk. The three at the very top were prominently marked with the words "Heaven Tier."
Below them were more than a dozen scrolls marked "Earth Tier."
As for the Profound Tier and Yellow Tier scrolls, together they numbered in the hundreds, if not thousands.
With Xiao Yan's current strength, ordinary high-grade Earth-tier Dou Techniques no longer held much appeal, so he turned his gaze straight toward