[Torch Crown]
Among the few buildings remaining at the mountain's highest point, a world-shaking battle was about to unfold.
In the end, Lin Jin chose to let the Snail Shaman rest where they were while he pressed on alone.
The moment he entered the buildings at the Mountain Summit, he felt a strange stirring.
The layout of this place was exceedingly simple, yet Lin Jin sensed something more.
Somewhere beyond his perception, war drums seemed to beat, and figures from the past seemed to bustle about even now.
After just a few steps, Lin Jin reached the center of the plaza. There were no enemies here as he had imagined, only a large, round, coppery cauldron.
The cauldron had a distinctive appearance, resembling a stone vessel. Though it gleamed like gold, it also had an ancient, rustic feel.
Lin Jin touched it gently. It was still scorching hot, but up here on the summit? That was anything but normal.
"Are you trying to tell me something?"
He tried pouring a little essence into it first. The process met no resistance, and the cauldron gradually began to glow, but it did not seem to be enough.
Gritting his teeth, Lin Jin added more. The light grew brighter and brighter until flames finally began burning out of thin air in the center of the cauldron.
Lin Jin was overjoyed, but a wave of heat struck him the next instant.
He jerked sideways to dodge the flames, then stared straight ahead.
The flames in the cauldron began to take shape, gradually condensing into a figure almost identical to his current self. Only its face remained indistinct, without any defined features.
"What dost thou seek? What dost thou desire?"
"I came here only to find a path to advancement. I mean no