The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

Old Master Song said unhurriedly, "Your ability to discover the Burning Bone Abyss and the storage area means that you have learned the entire inheritance of the Grand Void Pill Saint."

"I invited you here not to test you, but to remind you that although the altar is well sealed, it has been buried underground for over a hundred years. As a descendant of the Taixu lineage, you cannot simply do nothing."

Xiao Fan remained silent for a while before clasping his hands in a fist salute to Old Master Song. "I will certainly keep your words in mind, Senior. I will handle the matter of the platform, but the time is not yet right. We are not prepared yet, and if we rashly open it, it may bring annihilation to the capital."

Old Song sat back down in his chair and waved his hand. "If you're willing. Anyway, I'll be fine for the rest of my life." As he spoke, he closed his eyes again, looking like a detached old monk.

After saying that, Xiao Fan turned and walked out of the main hall. Chen Yuan was already waiting outside the courtyard. When he saw him come out, he remained calm, asked nothing, and simply politely saw him out of the courtyard.

Back at the inn, Xiao Fan closed the door, Song Lao's words still echoing in his mind.

The Nine Towers form the visible defense, while the Burning Bone Abyss is the hidden defense. The core of the array beneath the capital is the final line set up by the Pill Saint. There are three layers of defense, one on top of the other, each layer designed to prevent the collapse of the layer in front.

If even the underground array's core needs to be activated and maintained, his strength alone is clearly insufficient. He needs a capable assistant who has a thorough understanding of the capital's geological ley lines.

Zhou Yanzhi grew up in the capital and was extremely familiar with the terrain of the north.

Ye Ruolin has a file on the Ye family from the past, which includes a map of the area surrounding the capital. As an elder of the Fire Dao Alliance, Elder Hu knows the distribution of the fire veins in the capital like the back of his hand.

He took out paper and pen and delivered them to the Zhou and Ye families respectively. The next night, the three of them agreed to meet on the second floor of an inconspicuous teahouse in the south of the city.

Xiao Fan briefly described the situation under the platform of the storage area, omitting Song Lao's overly sensitive words, and only talked about the distribution and scale of the array eyes.

Ye Ruolin nodded without hesitation, while Zhou Yanzhi was so excited that he didn't even bother to drink his tea. He took out the map of the capital that he carried with him and drew a series of passages on it.

"Three kilometers southeast of the storage area is a long-abandoned sewer. I used to play there often when I was a child. It's very close to the storage area. If we go by the surface, we will definitely be discovered by the people in the capital, so it's better to go by the sewer."

Xiao Fan glanced at the handwriting left by Zhou Yanzhi and sketched out a plan in his mind. This was much safer than climbing over the wall into the warehouse area.

"Alright, I'll go to that sewer in three days and see if I can find you. You all just need to guard a few key points, so you don't all need to enter the array's core."

Ye Ruolin frowned and said, "You're going down alone? What if there's something else going on?"

Xiao Fan put down his teacup and said with a smile, "Elder Song also said that the array's core hasn't been activated for a hundred years. If the Grandmaster of the Void sets up any kind of test, it should only be able to identify the aura of the Creation Fire. No matter how many people there are, it will be in vain."

Ye Ruolin gave him a deep look, then said nothing more, only saying, "I'll be guarding outside the storage area. When the time comes, I'll pull you out."

Xiao Fan smiled slightly, raised the teacup in his hand, and gestured for him to proceed. "Deal," he readily agreed.

It was already dark when Xiao Fan stood at a weed-covered sewer entrance in the south of the city, packing his luggage. His bag contained a spare spirit lamp, two high-grade Qi-restoring pills, a small amount of dry rations, and a folded waterproof tarpaulin.

On the third day, Master Gu Yuan left a locator at the entrance so that they could contact each other if they got separated.

Zhou Yanzhi led the three of them through the back alley to an inconspicuous sewer. The rusty iron bars were easily pushed open.

The walls were made of stone bricks and covered with moss. The water was shallow, only ankle-deep, and icy cold.

Xiao Fan carried a spirit lamp, and Zhou Yanzhi followed closely behind him, stopping to point the way at each fork in the road.

After walking around several corners for about 15 minutes, an iron gate appeared in front of them. The space inside the gate was much more spacious than the sewer, and the air felt dry and warm.

"We're here," Zhou Yanzhi said in a deep voice. "Below the storage area is a wall; from there, we can see what's inside at any time. I won't go in; I'll wait for you here. Just walk forward forty or fifty steps along that wall, and we'll be there."

Xiao Fan stepped through the metal door. Under the light of the spirit lamp, a relatively dry and spacious underground space appeared in front of him.

The soil underfoot was no longer smooth stone bricks, but thick mud. Some bricks and stones could still be seen in the corners of the walls, which were obviously debris left over from when the warehouse was built.

Following Zhou Yanzhi's directions, after walking about fifty steps, a round arched brick wall appeared ahead. A thin layer of dust covered the arch, but in the center of the arch, there was a small area where the dust was much thinner than in other places.

He reached out and placed his hand on that spot, and the flame of creation flowed from his palm into the crack between the bricks.

This time, it was even more decisive than before. The spiritual energy actually pierced through the brick and crashed straight into the dark golden spiritual energy shield.

The barrier sank slightly under his palm, then slowly opened like a heavy door.

A crack appeared in the middle of the brick and stone archway, and the crack grew wider and wider, revealing a stone staircase leading to the underground.

The stone steps were adorned with dark gold patterns that emitted a soft, steady glow, illuminating the entire passageway. Xiao Fan put away the spirit lamp and descended the steps.

The stone steps are extremely long, with at least a hundred steps.

Further down lies a massive underground palace, twice the size of the Burning Bone Abyss.

The hall floor was paved with a single black stone slab, engraved with a massive and intricate earth vein array. These arrays penetrated three inches deep into the stone slab, with smooth edges, clearly indicating that they had been meticulously polished.

A ball of light, about two feet in diameter, floated in the hall. Dark golden patterns flowed across its surface, and a dark purple core could be seen slowly rotating in the center.

This dark purple core is very similar to the Taiyin embers in the bronze box of the Dry Bone Ridge, but it is much purer, as if it has been forged and refined a thousand times.

Xiao Fan stepped forward and stood steadily in front of the sphere of light.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the array base pulsated violently, resonating with the sphere of light in an unprecedented way.

He stretched out his hands, hovering on either side of the sphere of light, and a burst of creative fire surged from his palms, enveloping the sphere.