Deep within the Third Layer of the Heavenly Tomb, only Xiao Yu and the other two remained. As for the Heavenly Tomb Spirit, it was already gone.
With Xiao Yu's strength after attaining an emperor realm soul, bolstered by the Profound Venerable Ancestral Flame and Ha Que Firmament Thunder, and Xiao Xuan fighting alongside him, the Heavenly Tomb Spirit had been utterly helpless. The battle had ended in less than ten seconds.
"Little Yanzi, here. Hurry up and refine this. Time's tight-we can't waste any more."
Xiao Yu held a crystalline halo roughly ten feet across and offered it to Xiao Yan with a smile.
The crystalline halo was perfectly translucent and still radiated dazzling light. Merely letting that light fall upon his body was enough for him to feel a ravenous yearning rise from the depths of his soul.
Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment. "Brother Yu, you and our ancestor obtained this together. I didn't contribute anything..."
"Stop talking nonsense, brat. If we tell you to take it, take it. Your cousin has no use for this now, and neither do I. If you don't use it, are we supposed to throw it away?"
Xiao Xuan urged him from the side. In his eyes, Xiao Yu's current soul power far exceeded even an emperor realm soul. The Heavenly Tomb Spirit's soul origin would be of no use to him whatsoever.
Seeing their insistence, Xiao Yan hesitated a little longer before accepting it. Though he felt deeply embarrassed, Xiao Xuan was right: of the three of them, he was the only one who could use it now.
At that, Xiao Yu said, "Hurry up and refine it. We need to get out as soon as possible. There's no telling when the Soul Clan will make its move. Without the