At those words, Yao Lao showed not the slightest hesitation. He opened his mouth and spat out a vast torrent of bone white flame, which swiftly transformed into a thousand-foot-long white dragon and flew toward Xiao Yan.
Under Yao Lao's deliberate control, the bone white Flame Dragon offered Xiao Yan no resistance, allowing his Dou Qi to envelop it and bring it down onto one of the magma pillars.
Sizzle, sizzle!
Enveloped by the bone spirit cold flame, the magma pillar, which had been radiating terrifying heat, rapidly cooled.
Within moments, a thousand-foot-tall, pitch-black mountain glittering with specks of starlight appeared before Xiao Yan.
Though considerable residual heat remained within it, at least its basic shape had been fixed.
Yet Xiao Yan frowned slightly at the sight.
"No, this little bit of bone spirit cold flame isn't enough."
With that thought, a terrifying suction erupted from his palm, pulling Yao Lao straight over from the distance.
"Xiao Yan, what are you doing?"
Even Yao Lao was bewildered at being dragged over like this. For a moment, he almost thought his precious disciple intended to sacrifice his master to the heavens the instant he became a Dou Sheng.
"Stop wasting words. Do you want to rebuild the Starfall Pavilion or not?"
Xiao Yan glanced at Yao Lao.
"Of course I do!"
"If you do, then start breathing fire."
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And so, moments later, the members of the Starfall Pavilion watched in utter bewilderment as their Young Pavilion Master, Xiao Yan, held their Pavilion Master, Yao Chen, high overhead while enormous streams of bone white flame poured ceaselessly from Yao Lao's mouth.
The bone white flames landed on the magma pillars and quickly cooled their scorching heat. One pitch-black mountain after another, glittering with starlight, rose on the former grounds of the