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“Impossible. Absolutely impossible. If you were a figure from tens of thousands of years ago, your heart would have long stopped beating, and your life would have ended. Where is that sound coming from?”

Du Xian's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

Su Yao's face was also slightly pale. No matter how strong she was, she was still a girl, and fearing Ghost Entities and similar entities was natural instinct.

A body that had clearly been dead for tens of thousands of years still had a beating heart—if that wasn't a Ghost/Monster, what was it?

“You Human Race members truly are ignorant, but I can't blame you. Nowadays, you generally don't fight against the Powerhouses of the Flame Beast Race, so naturally, you don't know our characteristics.”

“Every Flame Beast Race Powerhouse must choose a body part for tempering after reaching adulthood. They can choose any hair, claw, or organ on their body.”

“And the part I chose back then was this heart. It possesses extremely powerful vitality; even if I died, it could still survive.”

Yan Yuan's eyes were filled with complex emotions. He gently touched the Coffin, seemingly sensing the heartbeat emanating from within.

“This heart is my most core part, condensing nearly all my understanding of the Great Dao of Fire as a Great Emperor Powerhouse.”

“I observed your Great Dao Domain. Although your Great Dao Domain is also the Great Dao of Fire, it is completely different from the ordinary Great Dao of Fire.”

Yan Yuan looked at Su Yao, his tone carrying a hint of bitterness. For a junior's comprehension of fire to surpass his own, a Great Emperor, was truly a disgrace.

“Are you saying my Great Dao of Fire is different from yours? Does the Dao have Subdivisions?”

Su Yao's puzzled voice came through, and her question, in turn, made Yan Yuan widen his eyes.

“Your combat power is so strong, and your understanding of fire is so profound. Your Revered Master should be very powerful, so why don't you even know this common knowledge?”

“The Dao naturally has many types. Although they are all derived from the Five Elements Dao and various special types of Dao, they each have their own characteristics. For example, my Great Dao of Fire carries an Aura of volatility and a spirit of Preferring Destruction Over Surrender.”

“Whereas your Dao is derived from Black Flame, which is dark as ink. The difference between them is self-evident.”

Hearing this, Su Yao also fell into deep thought. Her Revered Master had indeed never taught her this knowledge.

Du Xian also lowered his head in thought after hearing these words. After a long while, he finally looked up at the Golden Flames he had summoned.

“My flames are different from both of yours, so even if you gave me your Legacy, I probably wouldn't be able to Cultivate it.”

Hearing this, Yan Yuan immediately shook his head.

“Although you are correct, you must know that you possess a very formidable Supreme Treasure. My heart contains all my entire understanding of the Principles of Fire. I don't need you to completely pass down everything I know; you only need to combine my knowledge with your current path.”

“I can sense the Spiritual Power and Cultivation Technique flowing through you. It is the Legacy of a wise old man, usually passed down to those with calm temperaments. However, judging by your current state, you are clearly not suited for this Cultivation Technique.”

“No matter how hard you Cultivate, you will never reach the height of the original owner of this Cultivation Technique. If you wish to continue advancing, you must integrate elements that suit you, allowing them to intertwine and elevate you to an unimaginable height.”

“In this way, you can obtain a completely new Cultivation Technique—a path that belongs only to you.”

Yan Yuan decided not to hide anything further. He openly stated the function of his heart, which contained all his Foundation and Dao Tradition. Anyone who absorbed it would inevitably become his successor.

At the same time, the Fire Attribute Cultivation Technique on the other party was also not weak. When the two clashed, they could only fuse and merge.

Du Xian lightly clenched his fist, a helpless expression appearing on his face. What the other party said was absolutely true. As expected of a Great Emperor Powerhouse, his insight was incredibly sharp.

Just one glance was enough to know that he had recently entered a Bottleneck period. He found that his Cultivation speed had begun to drop significantly. Although he still Cultivated according to the Cultivation Technique's operational method, his speed was no longer what it used to be.

This was clearly the negative consequence of the Cultivation Technique not being compatible with him.

Su Yao and Zhang Hai both possessed their own unique Cultivation Techniques. Their techniques were gifted by the System and completely suited them, so they naturally wouldn't encounter any Bottlenecks or Cultivation errors.

Du Xian, however, was different. His Cultivation Technique was inherited from a Senior of Spirit Gathering Peak in the Heavenly Profound Sect. If he didn't find a way to adjust or change the technique, continuing to advance would likely be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

“Thank you, Senior, for your guidance.”

Du Xian respectfully bowed, offered a salute, and then stepped forward, slowly lifting the lid of the Sarcophagus.

The moment the Sarcophagus was opened, a red Aura accompanied by waves of heat rushed toward them.

Du Xian widened his eyes, struggling to resist the heat waves and red light spreading out from within. All of this originated from the constantly beating heart.

Surrounding the heart were countless specks of dust, which seemed to be the remnants of the other limbs and the rest of the body, eventually crumbling into dust after tens of thousands of years of erosion.

The energy contained within this constantly beating heart was unimaginable. Even after tens of thousands of years, the heart still looked full of vitality.

“Take it. It belongs to you now. It is time for my final wisp of Remnant Soul to dissipate. If you ever have a chance to meet someone from the Flame Beast Race in the future... never mind.”

Yan Yuan stopped mid-sentence, shook his head helplessly right after speaking, gave a bitter smile, and then his final wisp of Remnant Soul dissipated into the world.

Du Xian reached out and touched the heart. Immediately, a massive surge of memories flooded his mind, flashing past scene by scene like fragments.

Yan Yuan's tens of thousands of years of memories flashed rapidly like a Revolving Lantern. After these fragments sped past, everything came to an end: countless powerful Emperor Realm Powerhouses pursuing Yan Yuan, who, despite being a Peak Great Emperor, ultimately met a fate of Dying with Lingering Hatred.

The countless wounds looked horrifying. Those who pursued and killed him were also extremely powerful figures.

In the confrontation, Yan Yuan was no match for them.

After the scene ended there, everything that followed was related to the comprehension of the Great Dao of Fire and various strange and bizarre Cultivation Techniques.

Most of the paths within these Cultivation Techniques could not be Cultivated, as they were unique to the Flame Beast Race.

Only a small portion could be used for reference. Yan Yuan had not lied to them; the Dao was indeed divided into various classifications. The Great Dao of Fire was a general term, but it had countless branches beneath it, and everyone had their own path.