The Eternal Saint of Alchemy

This is not finished.

Once the spiritual core was formed, a suction force naturally arose in the dantian, drawing in all the surrounding spiritual energy. This spiritual energy was completely absorbed the moment it touched the base, without even a compression process.

Although the absorption and generation are slow, they are continuous and can last for a long time even without external spiritual energy replenishment.

Xiao Fan suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath. The spirit core was still in its nascent stage, and there was still a long way to go before it was "inexhaustible," but it already had a foundation.

With this spiritual core as the foundation, even if a source of replenishing spiritual energy cannot be found on the journey ahead, it can be guaranteed that the dantian will not be depleted.

He stayed in the cave for another day to solidify his first level of cultivation before continuing westward.

Ahead lay an endless sea of ​​sand, and not a single person could be seen in sight. Yet Hao Ren could feel a strong resonance emanating from the black token in the distance, as if some force was pulling him forward.

The reason he was able to establish himself in the desolate land was because of the Sand and Fire Dao of the Western Fire lineage, and the Extreme Fire Abyss Technique allowed him to maintain what he needed when his spiritual energy was scarce.

Behind him, all the strife and glory had faded away, leaving only a golden sea of ​​sand and that increasingly clear aura.

Some time later, one evening, he climbed to the top of a high sand dune. On the other side of the dune ridge lay a vast expanse of black soil, smooth as a mirror and deep in color.

At the edge of this black land, a thin white line rises from the ground and soars into the sky, standing out conspicuously in the twilight.

The black token in my arms felt warm.

He stepped down the sand ridge and onto the black earth. The ground beneath his feet was hard and flat, not like naturally formed gravel, but more like a hard shell formed by repeated compression under high temperatures.

As soon as it stepped into the black soil, the core of the Extreme Fire Abyss Technique started to operate automatically, seemingly resonating with this energy.

The white light gradually became clearer, and a black, square building appeared below.

It is not tall, but square and upright, like a square stone tablet with its top cut off, standing alone on the black earth.

Xiao Fan quickened his pace. The heat emanating from the black token intensified, creating a strong resonance with the square building ahead.

He strode toward the white light, his feet making a soft sound as they trod on the hard black earth.

Each step he took on the black soil produced an eerie echo, as if he were walking on a thin, hollow floor. Xiao Fan walked towards the white light, and after about 15 minutes, he could make out the outline of the square building in front of him.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that it was actually a black stone tablet.

The stone tablet was completely black, with no visible cracks or patterns.

A white beam of light shot into the sky, like a sharp sword standing in the twilight. Countless tiny points of light flowed within this beam, like countless small stars moving according to some kind of pattern.

When he reached the square monument, the black token had become scorching hot. He took the token in his hand and immediately felt an invisible force connecting the token to the monument, like a lock.

As he approached, the front of the stone tablet suddenly became transparent. It was as if a thin veil had been lifted, revealing a black stone slab inside the tablet.

The stone slab was covered with text and pictures, which were more archaic and rounded than the official script used by the Daqing Empire, but it was still possible to vaguely make out that some of them were written by Taixu Dansheng.

Just as he was trying to figure out what those words meant, the ground near the monument suddenly trembled. The ground cracked open, and streams of dark purple light surged out from within.

The light gathered ten feet in front of the square tablet, gradually outlining a human figure.

The illusory figure gradually solidified, transforming into an old man dressed in an ancient robe.

The old man had a handsome face, half-closed eyes, and white hair and beard. His entire body was enveloped in a pale purple halo. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Fan before him with a calm and profound gaze.

"The Flames of Creation!" The old man's voice seemed to emanate from the depths of the void, layer upon layer. "You've reached this point, which means you've already passed the trials of the first three layers of the seal."

Xiao Fan clasped his hands in greeting: "This humble one is Xiao Fan. It's a pleasure to meet you. May I ask how I should address you, senior?"

"I am the spirit that guards this stone tablet, and also the embodiment of the last will of the Great Void."

The old man looked at the black token in Xiao Fan's hand, the Creation Flame on his body, and the Qi vortex in his dantian, and nodded: "Your foundation is good. The Extreme Fire Abyss Technique has already taken shape. The rest is up to you."

The old man pointed to the black stone slab and said, "What is recorded on this stone tablet is what Taixu spent most of his life to achieve this point."

The source of Yin is located in the far west, sealed by a natural crustal barrier for tens of thousands of years.

Whether it's the Nine Towers, the Burning Bone Abyss, the Imperial Capital's array eye, or Qingyun Mountain, everything they've done is merely to suppress the overflow, not the root cause.

To fundamentally solve this problem, we need to overcome the barriers of the Earth's crust and reintroduce the primordial forces into it.

Xiao Fan stared intently at the words and patterns on the stone tablet. It was an extremely complex energy guiding structure, based on some kind of large-scale magic array, constantly transforming and neutralizing the Taiyin energy that was dissipating from the source, allowing it to return to the natural cycle.

At the very bottom, it reads: "Those below the sixth rank are not permitted entry. Those who do enter must protect their bodies with the fire of Yin-Yang harmony, use the Extreme Fire Abyss Technique for endurance, and use the fire of creation as their key."

He is at the sixth rank of the Tribulation Realm, which is three major realms away from the sixth rank. He is currently at the sixth rank.

Looking at his serious expression, the old man said, "There's no use in being anxious. The Source of Yin has existed for countless millennia; what is a little bit of time?"

On the square stele was a complete array diagram, and with the assistance of the Extreme Fire Abyss Technique and the True Fire of Creation, it was a natural and effortless success.

He pointed to the area below the stone tablet and said, "There is something on the stone tablet; you can take it."

Xiao Fan squatted down and carefully examined the bottom of the stone block. In the gap between the stone block and the ground, he found a piece of cold metal.

He carefully took out the dagger, which was about the size of a palm, silver-gray in color, with an extremely thin blade and a black jade inlaid in the hilt.

As soon as he got his hands on the dagger, he felt the Extreme Fire Abyss Technique in his dantian tremble, and a strange fluctuation emanated from his body, resonating with it.

This is a magical artifact that assists in cultivating the "Extreme Fire Abyss Technique". As long as it is held in hand, it can automatically draw spiritual energy from the air, compress it, and send it into the spiritual core, causing the spiritual energy within the spiritual core to condense rapidly.

The old man's figure gradually faded, and his voice grew weaker: "Take it back. Come back when your cultivation reaches the sixth rank. At that time, the square tablet will clear the way for you."