Battle Through the Heavens: The Flame Emperor Reborn
Chapter 738

Three Arts of Returning to the Source

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Three days later, at the summit of the Xilin Mountain Range, a figure in black robes stood abruptly.

Facing the biting wind, Xiao Yan stood with his hands behind his back, letting the wind blow his black robes. His dark eyes gazed at the southern horizon, where a vast white world stretched out before him, with the faint outlines of mountains visible in the distance.

Behind those high mountains lies the heart of Xilin.

Feeling the biting cold wind blowing in his face, Xiao Yan couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Has the cold wind already reached this place?"

What Xiao Yan was referring to was the cold wind in the heart of Xilin. Although the East Wall had been sealed off, the cold current had crossed the mountains and spread all the way towards the Xilin Mountain Range, covering a considerable area of forest with ice and snow.

"Yes, the cold winds there are getting stronger and stronger, and that person's injuries haven't healed at all. It's been so many years, no one knows what will happen here if this continues."

In the void beside him, the figure of the Tian Ying slowly materialized, its gaze also fixed on the southern horizon, a worried expression in its eyes.

They were born and raised here, and their lives were destined to stay and protect the Xilin Mountain Range, but ultimately they did not want to see this mountain range eventually destroyed.

Whether it's being invaded by humans or submerged by the cold wind, the impact on the Xilin Mountain Range is devastating.

"Isn't there a way to deal with this cold wind?"

Xiao Yan's brows furrowed deeply. The cold currents were spreading from underground, and simply blocking them was not a long-term solution. Once those cold currents broke through the earth again, the Xilin Mountain Range would surely become a living hell!

Ordinary Half-Emperor would have no chance of survival under that cold current. And looking at the Xilin Mountain Range now, apart from Leng Bing Shuang, the strongest are only Tian Ying and his two companions. Even the three of them are not confident that they can cope with the cold Leng Bingshuang, let alone others.

"Before the Lady was injured, she had been able to suppress the cold currents with her own strength, preventing them from spreading throughout the entire mountain range. However, since the Lady was injured, her ability to suppress the cold currents has become weaker and weaker. Until a few years ago, the Lady could no longer suppress the cold currents and could only let them spread. Fortunately, the mountain wall served as a barrier, but since the last incident, the mountain wall obviously cannot hold out for much longer. It is precisely because of this that the Lady is so eager to Bodhi Restoration Pill."

Tian Ying shook his head with a heavy expression. His words revealed to Xiao Yan another reason why Leng Bingshuang cared so much about Bodhi Restoration Pill.

As the master of the Xilin Mountain Range, she is responsible for protecting everything here.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and then turned to Tian Ying and said:

"Brother Tian Ying, could you please clear out the nearby mountains for me?"

Upon hearing this, the latter was taken aback and asked in confusion:

"Brother Xiao Yan, what's going on..."

"I think it's time to refine the Bodhi Restoration Pill."

Xiao Yan smiled, then without saying a word, he sat down cross-legged on the mountaintop. With a wave of his hand, a huge cyan-gold medicine cauldron, as large as a small mountain, landed in front of Xiao Yan.

Only then did Tian Ying come to his senses, a look of surprise immediately appearing on his face. He nodded heavily, and with a flash, disappeared above the mountaintop. Soon after, deep within the Xilin Mountain Range, in the territory of Tian Ying and his two brothers, all the magical beasts seemed to have received a command and quickly retreated towards the outer edge of the Xilin Mountain Range. In a short while, only Xiao Yan, the three Tian Ying brothers, and A Bao remained in this mountain range.

On a mountain peak, Tian Ying and his two companions, along with A Bao, stood.

All four of them looked up at the mountain peak where Xiao Yan was, each with a different expression in their eyes.

At the summit, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged, slowly closing his eyes. His breathing gradually became even, and he cast all the thoughts in his mind to the back of his head, his heart gradually returning to peace.

A moment later, Xiao Yan's body stopped moving, allowing the medicine cauldron in front of him to fall heavily onto the mountain peak. Within a hundred feet of Xiao Yan, a special area seemed to form, like an invisible wall. Whenever the cold wind invaded this area, it would automatically disperse to both sides.

Xiao Yan Xiao Yan completely still, as if he were an old monk in deep meditation. All distracting thoughts in his mind were discarded, leaving his mind blank. He entered a state of tranquility, unable to hear any sounds from heaven and earth, nor to feel any movement. In this way, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged for a full two hours.

Two hours later, at a certain moment, Xiao Yan, atop the mountain peak, slowly exhaled, his dark, deep eyes slowly opening, calm and undisturbed, like a deep pool of water, unfathomable and unfathomable.

As his thoughts raced through his mind, the formula for the Bodhi Restoration Pill and the medicinal properties of various herbs appeared clearly in Xiao Yan's mind, as if turning the pages of a book. Every step and detail was repeatedly formed in Xiao Yan's mind, and imperceptibly, a Rejuvenating Bodhi Restoration Pill that had already been refined seemed to have appeared in Xiao Yan's mind.

Another hour passed while I sat there.

The setting sun resembled a pool of blood, a deep crimson. In the distance, one could see a red sun that looked like a giant fireball. Crimson clouds radiated a fiery glow under the sun, appearing as if vast flames were burning in the sky, seemingly boiling over yet about to be extinguished.

"Puff..."

The distant mountain peaks resembled a colossal beast devouring the sky, swallowing up a small portion of the red sun. The setting sun, like blood, was even more dazzling. At the same time, atop the mountain peak, Xiao Yan found the medicine cauldron that had been placed before him for a day suddenly bursting into flames with a loud "poof."

The magnificent flames emitted a dazzling light like the sun, and the terrifying high temperature was isolated by the powerful medicinal cauldron. The entire mountain range became bright for a moment, and even the red sun in the sky could not compare to this radiance.

At the very instant the flames rose, on the distant mountain peak, the four people who had been sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed suddenly opened their eyes, their eyes brightening, and their hearts easing with relief.

"This guy... is finally going to start refining pills!"

Yan Shi grinned, a huge weight lifted from his heart. He had been waiting all day for this moment, but he never expected that Xiao Yan would only unleash his flames now.

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