Atop the mountain peak.
An Eight Trigrams Furnace hovered in the air.
Countless runes flowed across its surface, and raging flames burned within, shimmering with a brilliant, colorful light.
Within the flames were mountains and rivers, cities and towns—it was as if they contained the entire mortal world.
And they enveloped Zen Master Kong Ming!
A torrential flood of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi poured into the Pill Furnace, so immense that it made the very void tremble.
Wang Xiao's Nascent Soul sat cross-legged atop the Eight Trigrams Furnace, hands forming a seal, radiating an aura of immense power.
No matter how violently the Eight Trigrams Furnace shook, the Nascent Soul remained completely still.
"Wh-What Daoist Technique is this?!"
The pupils of the assembled Dao Realm experts contracted as they stared at the Eight Trigrams Furnace in the sky.
They could clearly feel the profound power radiating from it—a power so great it made their hearts pound with fear!
