Seeing Xiao Yan's delighted expression, Yao Lao smiled as well—naturally knowing the great efforts Xiao Yan had made in seeking out these fragmented maps. "Let's go. The commotion here is too loud; soon, stronger figures will surely take notice. Though we're not afraid, if others find out we possess the complete ancient map, it might bring about some unforeseen complications." Yao Lao glanced around the area before speaking. "Hm." "Heard this, Xiao Yan nodded in agreement, deliberately suppressing the eager anticipation within him. He knew that if the news were to spread, it would not be a mere inconvenience—indeed, it would be a significant issue. While a fragmented map might have been manageable, they now held the complete ancient map. With that, the appeal of their position surged dramatically. Everyone would understand that possessing these maps would reveal the secrets of Jinglian Demon Flame. For that flame alone, even if the Xingyin Pavilion were exceptionally strong, they would inevitably face substantial difficulties. "Let's go," said Yao Lao, without further hesitation. With a wave of his hand, he swiftly launched toward the distant horizon. In a few flashes, he vanished at the edge of the sky. Behind him, Xiao Yan and the others quickly followed." With the departure of Xiao Yan and his companions, the area gradually grew quieter. This stillness lasted for about fifteen minutes before it was suddenly broken by a gust of wind, as十几 figures swiftly materialized from afar and hovered in the air, their eyes wide with astonishment at the once-mountainous terrain now reduced to a vast plain. "Such incredible destructive power... It seems some battle took place here, resulting in the complete obliteration of an entire mountain range." A series of voices filled the air with wonder, and soon, someone with keen eyesight spotted the body lying on the ground. Immediately, several figures descended, and soon, cries of shock echoed across the distance. "Could this be the Earth Scorpion, one of the Three Ghosts of the Scorpion Demon? This old master has reached the peak of the Battle Sovereign rank—how could anyone have defeated him?" "The Scorpion Demon trio have always been inseparable—Jiao never leaves Meng, and Meng never leaves Jiao. Now that the Earth Scorpion has perished here, I suspect the other two will fare no better... Hmph... These three have committed countless evils—deservedly so. Yet, who among the great masters possesses such prowess? Even together, they can challenge a half-Saint-level powerhouse!" Xiao Yan also nodded with a smile. This time, the harvest had been exceptionally rich. Though these three old men had committed countless wrongs, their stored treasures were substantial—yet this time, they had ended up receiving a real windfall. "Let's try the ancient maps," said the Herbal Elder, waving his hand. The space around them subtly warped, sealing off the area so that any unforeseen developments could be promptly addressed. Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded in agreement, brushing his fingers over his storage ring, and one by one, the fragmented ancient maps drifted out, finally hovering before him. Gazing at these scattered, remarkably ancient maps, Xiao Yan's eyes sparkled with renewed excitement. He rubbed his hands nervously before carefully aligning the broken maps according to the patterns and traces, slowly piecing them together. Xiao Yan assembled the ancient map slowly, yet as time passed, a complete ancient map gradually came into view under the focused gaze of Xiao Yan and his companions. When the final piece of the map settled into place, Xiao Yan exhaled deeply, his eyes blazing with warmth as they settled upon the map. Yet, he paused slightly—on the completed map, there indeed appeared a landscape pattern. However, this pattern was quite ordinary, lacking any clear purpose or defined route. It looked simply like a casual sketch of a landscape painting. "What...?" Xiao Yan stared at the patterns on the map, his expression of astonishment gradually deepening. Could it be that the ancient map he had searched for for so many years was merely this—something devoid of meaningful information? "Take it easy," the old doctor said, appearing much calmer. "This map is truly ancient. It couldn't have been deliberately designed to deceive us. There must be something profound hidden within it." "Hmm..." Xiao Yan exhaled deeply, striving to calm himself, and slowly scanned the ancient scroll, searching for any subtle differences. Yet, aside from that particularly strange flame lotus, everything else appeared perfectly ordinary. "Let's try a drop of blood," the herbal master mused. Xiao Yan stared at the ancient scroll with a look of stunned disbelief, his eyes reflecting an uncontainable sense of disappointment. Cai Lin gently shook her head, yet found herself at a loss for words—she knew how deeply Xiao Yan had invested his heart and soul into the Pure Lotus Demon Flame. Now, after so much effort to obtain a complete scroll, there was not a single piece of useful information left. For him, this was undoubtedly a significant blow. "Heard the old medic's words, Xiang Yan and the other two turned their gaze toward the flame, and indeed, they saw that no matter how fiercely Xiang Yan's unique fire burned, the ancient scroll—appearing so fragile that it seemed only a tug away from tearing it apart—remained completely intact, showing no sign of turning to ash. 'Increase the intensity!' the old medic said, his eyes fixed intently on the scroll, which remained undisturbed amidst the flames. Xiang Yan's unique fire, a fusion of four distinct types, was powerful enough to burn mountains and boil seas; yet now, even a single sheet of paper could not be scorched. Clearly, there must be something amiss. Upon hearing this, Xiang Yan paused, then promptly summoned greater power from his unique fire." "Huh…uh…" The flames roared fiercely, their intense heat distorting the very space around them. Despite Xiao Yan's increasing efforts to intensify the flames, the ancient scroll remained steadfast, showing no sign of turning to ash. Yet, as the flames grew ever more powerful, the patterns etched upon the scroll gradually glowed brighter, as though they were about to burst forth. Seeing this, the elders of the medicine sect, including Yao Lao, were filled with delight. Without any prompting, Xiao Yan continued to amplify the flame, channeling his inner hetero-fire to its peak. As the flames burned more fiercely, the patterns on the scroll grew increasingly luminous. At a certain moment, the ancient scroll trembled suddenly, and the patterns leapt off its surface, transforming into a series of ancient characters that hovered in the air before the gathered crowd. The old pharmacist slowly recited these ancient characters, his face gradually growing more astonished. "What does this mean?" Xiao Yan furrowed his brows, still somewhat unclear about the meaning. The old pharmacist exhaled gently and said softly, "The phenomenon of two moons appearing simultaneously and nine stars aligning is a special celestial sight. However, such a sight occurs only once every thousand years. The celestial tides are an unusual phenomenon triggered by this celestial alignment. As for the final sentence, you should already understand—on the day the celestial tides appear, the Pure Lotus Demon Fire will descend upon the world." Xiao Yan paused, then asked, "Only once every thousand years?" Then wouldn't you have completely lost your chance? "Let me calculate—the last celestial tide had passed nine hundred and ninety-seven years ago. That means... there are still three years left." The elder medicine master shook his head, exhaled in relief, and said, "Well, that's actually quite favorable. The pure lotus demon flame is exceptionally powerful. Not only can't you subdue it, even I find it difficult to control it. If we attempt to confront it directly, we might even be overwhelmed by it. These three years have given you ample time to strengthen your own power." "Over these three years, you must reach the level of Battle Saint. Otherwise, even if the demon flame descends, you'll only be able to watch helplessly." "Ah, after all these years of effort, I only get this information..." Xiao Yan sighed, shaking his head. According to what was stated, when the time came, the demon flame would descend, and then everyone would have a chance to subdue it. Then what was the point of seeking out this ancient map? The elder medicine master spread his hands, and indeed, it did seem rather unfortunate. "Ahh..." Xiao Yan sighed in resignation, glanced at the ancient scroll still motionless within the flames, and reached out his hand to grasp it. Yet, as his palm made contact with the scroll, a delicate lotus pattern etched upon its surface suddenly stirred—like a living creature—and surged forth as a streak of electric light, directly piercing into the center of Xiao Yan's brow! The sudden development caused the elderly pharmacist standing by to instantly pale in surprise.