"Uncle Luo, are my parents doing well?" Ye Fan suddenly asked again.
"I've already extended your parents' lifespans. Once you've made something of your cultivation and return, you should still be able to see them! Enough chatter. Some corpses are coming!"
In the distance, Pang Bo appeared at the ancient hall's entrance, seemingly blasted out by someone. His face livid, he slapped several corpses on the ground toward Ye Fan with tremendous force, sending them crashing heavily to the earth.
At the same time, wreathed in azure energy and radiating immense demonic power, Pang Bo swept an angry glance their way before charging back into the ancient hall.
"Go on, feel around on those corpses!"
"Why me?" Ye Fan protested.
Luo Yan glared at him. "If you don't go, are you expecting me to?"
Reluctantly, Ye Fan stepped forward and began searching the corpses. Finally, he found something unusual on the body of a savage beast: golden light flowed within its wound. He reached inside, felt something, then pinched out a dazzling gleam. It was a sheet of golden paper, suffused with endless divine radiance and heavier than metal. Countless ancient characters were densely engraved across it, each shining like a star.
"The Dao Scripture!" Smiling, Luo Yan took it from Ye Fan, studied it carefully for a moment, then handed it back after imprinting the ancient characters in his memory.
Ordinary people could not possibly imprint the ancient characters on this golden page, but at his realm, he could naturally do so with ease.
To him, its true value lay solely in those ancient characters. As for the page itself, although its material was unusual, it was of no use to him.
"Keep it safe and cultivate with it. Build yourself the strongest possible Sea of Bitterness foundation!"
Ye