Yang Yan's face was heavy, and with a flash, he landed on an exposed rock at the mountain's peak, sat cross-legged, and then slowly closed his eyes, entering a meditative state.
After sitting cross-legged on the mountaintop for several days, Yang Yan opened his eyes again, his body surging with Spiritual Power, and the surrounding space seemed to resonate due to these forces.
A hint of joy appeared in his eyes, and then with a flip of his palm, a Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine appeared in his hand.
Immediately, with a thought, a flame as if made of void swiftly enveloped the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine, beginning to melt it rapidly.
To everyone's amazement, Yang Yan wasn't ingesting a single Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine, but directly using the Soul Flame to refine and then absorb it.
As the power of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine continually released, for a moment, Blood Qi behind him transformed into a world.
