As runes shot from his fingertips into the Divine Furnace, the power radiating from it surged.
The Divine Furnace slowly floated into the air, three-colored light intertwining around it, suffused with a strange aura.
"Open!"
Divine power poured into the Divine Furnace like a pillar. With his shout, the lid immediately opened.
He raised a hand and beckoned, drawing Little White Tiger beside him straight into the Divine Furnace.
Blood-colored runes flashed within the Divine Furnace, and crimson flames immediately began burning over Little White Tiger's pure-white body.
Li Dao carefully controlled the Divine Refining Furnace, refining and extracting Little White Tiger's bloodline.
While Li Dao extracted the White Tiger bloodline and Shi Hao scoured the battlefield for loot, the cultivators who had escaped were spreading word of what had happened at Treasure-Splitting Cliff.
Clearheart Lake held Clearheart Stones that could help people calm their minds and focus their spirits, drawing many cultivators there.
At that moment, cultivators gathered in twos and threes along Clearheart Lake's shores, chatting with their companions as they searched for Clearheart Stones.
"Have you heard? About what happened at Treasure-Splitting Cliff?"
"Oh, who hasn't? Word has practically spread throughout the entire Hundred Broken Mountains."
"I heard that when thousands of cultivators surrounded Black Tiger Daoist that day, he summoned a divine weapon without so much as blinking. That weapon was truly something! With a flash of runes, it sucked all those thousands of cultivators inside and refined them into bloody water in an instant! Tsk, tsk. What a shame I didn't see it myself!"
"You should be glad you weren't there. I heard Black Tiger Daoist killed seventy percent of the cultivators who went to Treasure-Splitting Cliff before it was over. Absolutely terrifying!"
As everyone whispered among themselves, their conversations all revolved around Li Dao.