"Boom!" As a thunderous explosion resonated deep within Xiao Yan's mind, his soul underwent a sudden and intense tremor, and his vision gradually blurred. When he regained consciousness, he found himself within an unusual space. This space was neither vast nor lively. Upon a brief glance, Xiao Yan paused, his eyes fixed on a spot within the void—there, a figure stood with arms folded. This figure appeared utterly ordinary; Xiao Yan barely sensed any aura or qi emanating from him, making him seem no different from an average person. Yet, this very ordinariness only deepened Xiao Yan's sense of gravity. How could someone so ordinary have appeared here in this extraordinary realm? If his judgment was correct, this figure must be the true master of the Great Heavenly Evolution Mandate—the renowned Divinity Saint who resided within the ancient sanctuary. "This should be a hidden memory space within the Dueling Realm, and this figure is not truly a Supreme Duelist—rather, it is merely a fragment of his memory..." Gazing at the figure, Xiao Yan pondered, his experience now allowing him to remain calm and composed. After a brief moment of reflection, he quickly grasped the essence of this spectral presence. As Xiao Yan had anticipated, the figure never once turned to look at him. Shortly after the former entered this space, a calm, steady voice began to echo gently throughout the area. "The Great Heavenly Evolution Palm, a lower-tier Heavenly Technique, which I created by synthesizing techniques from various schools throughout my lifetime. This palm emphasizes the concept of evolution—using the palm to break through the heavens, and with force to shatter all things..." As Xiao Yan listened to the voice, which spoke as if recounting a personal story, his eyes grew increasingly bright. "The Heavenly Platform Technique is extraordinary, transcending the ordinary and even the celestial. To have uncovered the secret hidden within my bones is no small feat—indeed, you are a fortunate one. And since you have already accessed my bones, it follows that the Golden Spirit Saliva has already refined your palms. Remember: the Great Heavenly Evolution Palm must be performed using palms that have undergone this refinement, or else it will inevitably backfire!" Hearing this, Xiao Yan was momentarily stunned, then thoughtfully pondered. It suddenly dawned on him that the intense pain he had just endured was due to the Golden Spirit Saliva transforming and shaping his palms. "Indeed, a true Heavenly Platform Technique—requiring such a process to fully receive its inheritance." Xiao Yan shook his head in admiration. If he had skipped this refinement phase, even if he mastered the Great Heavenly Evolution Palm, he would surely have been too hesitant to deploy it. "The Great Heaven's Creation Palm, possessing the power of creation and transformation..." As the calm voice slowly unfolded, the figure suddenly emitted a faint glow, and its body began to become translucent, revealing clearly defined meridians within. Within these meridians, a stream of dark golden energy swiftly flowed, tracing an unusual and peculiar pathway. "This is the meridian route of the Great Heaven's Creation Palm!" Seeing this, a surge of excitement flashed across Xiao Yan's eyes. He quickly focused his mind,牢牢 memorizing the path of the energy's movement. After several cycles of circulation, the meridian pathway gradually faded, though fortunately, Xiao Yan had fully absorbed and retained the pattern. As the glow from the figure's body dissipated, a brilliant dark golden radiance surged forth from his palm, and then he swiftly extended his hand, delivering a powerful palm strike that landed firmly upon the void. "Boom!" As the palm descended, a terrifying energy surged forth like a storm, forming once again a massive black aura beneath the figure's palm. The aura solidified and then expanded with lightning speed, shattering the surrounding space as if glass were forcibly broken—crumbling instantly into fragments. Xiao Yan nodded silently, allowing the dark glow to impact him, tearing through his body completely... ...In the room, Xiao Yan's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open, and a thick breath slowly exhaled from his throat. He murmured, "The Saint of Destiny..." As the murmurs faded, Xiao Yan soon fully regained his awareness. His gaze first settled on his right hand, where a subtle, deep golden luminescence shimmered, resembling that of metal. He focused his mind within himself, then gently rotated his attention to his right palm. To his surprise, he discovered that several fine, hidden meridians had been newly formed within his palm—interconnected in a peculiar, cyclical pattern, appearing remarkably extraordinary. Gazing at these delicate, circulating meridians, Xiao Yan recalled a bit, and then realized that within the mental image of the meridians' flow, these circulating meridians occupied the most crucial positions. In other words, without the guidance of these circulating meridians, if one attempted to forcefully manifest the Great Heavenly Transformation Palm, the vast energy would merely coalesce at the palm, unable to break through the body—much like gas expanding within a container, eventually causing it to burst. At that point, the entire arm of the practitioner would likely be completely shattered. "It makes sense then that only a palm refined by Jin Ling Xian could be used—this is precisely the reason." Xiao Yan felt a moment of clarity, then sighed inwardly. Truly a first-class Battle Saint, capable of forging such an extraordinary method—within the human body, there are thousands upon thousands of meridians, some hidden ones endless in number. To cultivate and open useful ones from among them is no easy task. "I wonder if I can now wield the Great Heavenly Transformation Palm?" A flicker of intense warmth stirred in his eyes. Back in that ancient sanctuary, he had personally witnessed the power of this palm—many of the present-day elites had perished under its force, and even if they had escaped in time, their fates might have been dire. At that time, Xiao Yan had been deeply enamored with this palm. Now that he had finally mastered it, how could he possibly remain calm? Rubbing his hands, Xiao Yan leapt down from the bed, standing straight in the room. He took a deep breath, then began to slowly circulate his battle energy along the memory-etched meridians in his mind. Initially, the circulation was quite slow, and the pathway was intricate, with several errors occurring along the way. Fortunately, Xiao Yan reacted swiftly—whenever he detected a misstep, he immediately dispersed the energy, preventing any damage. After several failed attempts, however, he gradually grew more familiar with the process. About one hour later, he finally completed a full meridian circulation. As the circulation finished, Xiao Yan's arm suddenly trembled, and the dark golden glow on his right palm surged dramatically. Then, to his astonishment, he realized that his internal battle energy was flowing out like a tide—specifically, it was flowing directly toward his right palm. "Incredible energy consumption!" Noticing the rate at which the Qi was being consumed, even with Xiao Yan's strength, he couldn't help but feel a touch of surprise—this Heavenly-Class Technique was truly a voracious eater! As more and more Qi gathered in Xiao Yan's palms, the deep golden glow intensified steadily. After a while, when the deep golden light reached its peak, a drop of black luminescence finally emerged subtly at the very center of the golden radiance. As this black glow appeared, a powerful suction surged forth, instantly engulfing all the surrounding golden light. The black glow itself then began to expand gradually. "Such an astonishing energy…" Only after personally executing this Great Heavenly Transformation Palm did Xiao Yan fully grasp its magnitude, his expression now noticeably changed. This was the Starfall Pavilion—there were elders and disciples of the Pavilion stationed around his room. Should this palm be unleashed, there would likely be no survivors within a hundred meters. Noticing this, Xiao Yan also felt a few beads of cold sweat form on his forehead. He took several deep breaths, forcing himself to curb the consumption of his qi, then gently clenched his hands. Under the pressure of his grip, the dark glow, the size of a walnut, trembled slightly before, under Xiao Yan's breathless gaze, gradually faded. Finally, it transformed once more into qi and flowed steadily into his body. Feeling the renewed surge of powerful qi within him, Xiao Yan exhaled deeply, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, raised his right hand, and stared at it in quiet wonder. After a while, a smile broke across his face. The materials required to master the Great Heavenly Transformation Palm had already been fully prepared by the Heavens-Transforming Saint. As a result, his progress in mastering this heavenly-tier technique far surpassed that of other techniques—this was truly a great fortune. "The Great Heaven-Forced Formation Fist... Hehe, I wonder what expression the Star-Plucking Old Ghost will have when he sees this technique the next time we meet?" Gently rubbing his right hand, Xiao Yan smiled slightly. In the depths of his dark eyes, a cold gleam flashed—when they met again, this Great Heaven-Forced Formation Fist would be the fatal blade of the old ghost!