The Golden Generation of Douluo Continent, starting with the inheritance of the Flame Emperor.

Yue Guan handed the Ten Thousand Year Whale Glue to Yan, explained how to swallow it, and then said some words of encouragement before letting Yan leave.

Back at his cultivation place, Yan took off his shirt and took out the ten-thousand-year whale glue from the jade box.

Whale glue is naturally golden in color, and the piece of ancient whale glue in Yan's hand is the finest among whale glues.

Its golden color is extremely pure and deep. When the light shines on it in the cultivation room, it reflects a warm and oily sheen, just like the finest amber and beeswax.

Yan summoned his Flame Lord Martial Soul, and behind him, a phantom of a rock giant wreathed in crimson flames instantly appeared.

A rich, domineering, and scorching aura, seemingly emanating from the ancient wilderness, instantly filled the entire training room, causing the air to distort slightly under the intense heat.

The powerful aura was nothing like the appearance of a martial soul awakening for the first time. This was an unusual phenomenon caused by the remnants of Yan Emperor's original essence merging into Yan's body and resonating with the martial soul.

The original Flame Lord, although possessing both fire and earth attributes, was far from reaching the ultimate level in both attributes.

However, with the blessing of the remnants of the Yan Emperor's essence, the fire element of Yan's Flame Lord Martial Soul is infinitely approaching its ultimate level.

With a thought, Yan made a grasping motion in the giant hand of the phantom behind him, and a dark red soul power flame, far more condensed and hotter than that of an ordinary soul master, rose up in his palm.

Without the slightest hesitation, he placed the incomparably precious piece of ten-thousand-year-old whale glue directly onto the scorching dark red flame.

A strange sound was emitted the instant the flames came into contact with the whale glue.

The hard, jade-like, ancient whale glue began to soften and deform rapidly under the scorching heat of the flames.

The color also changed from a deep golden yellow to a more translucent reddish-gold gel.

A strange, fishy smell began to permeate the cultivation room. Just smelling this aroma made one feel a slight surge of blood and a burning sensation on the skin.

Yan's gaze was fixed on the whale glue, which had completely turned into a gel-like substance. He put it directly into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

Accompanied by a strong fishy smell, the scalding hot, golden-red gelatinous substance seemed to come alive, generating a warm current that quickly transformed into a surge of heat that erupted throughout the body.

In an instant, Yan felt as if he had been thrown into an erupting volcano.

The surging heat, growing ever stronger, exploded outwards, transforming into countless scalding torrents that ruthlessly rushed towards his limbs and bones.

I felt as if every meridian and every inch of flesh was being filled with the violent power of the medicine.

The impact caused Yan to grunt, but he was not surprised but rather delighted. The stronger the medicinal power contained in the Ten Thousand Year Whale Glue, the more his strength would increase!

Yan composed himself and, enduring the pain within his body, began to circulate the Yan God Body Refining Technique.

The powerful medicinal effect instantly turned his skin red, like a boiled shrimp.

Fine blood streaks, along with gray impurities, mixed into reddish-brown sweat and were expelled from Yan's body. The sweat was quickly evaporated by the high temperature generated by the Flame Lord's possession, forming a faint mist.

Yan felt his muscles spasming and swelling uncontrollably, and his blood vessels were pulsating violently beneath his skin, as if magma was flowing within them.

This is the extraordinary phenomenon of the Flame God Body Tempering Technique operating at full power. After a year of training, his physique has already reached a level comparable to a second-ring Great Soul Master.

Although the medicinal power of the Ten Thousand Year Whale Glue is strong, its nature is not violent, and Yan's physique can withstand it completely.

At this point, instead of letting the medicinal power of the Ten Thousand Year Whale Glue slowly dissolve and be absorbed in Yan's body, it would be better to accelerate this process directly.

The side effect of whale gelatin is that it can cause an uncontrollable primal urge.

But that was just an abnormal reaction caused by the residual effects of the medicine not being fully absorbed and acting on the body.

At this moment, with the full operation of the Flame God Body Tempering Technique, almost all the medicinal power generated by the Ten Thousand Year Whale Glue was converted and absorbed. Even if there were some slight tremors, Yan was able to suppress them and not show any abnormalities.

Just then, the intense fluctuations of power within his body triggered a disturbance in Yan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the dark golden inherited heat unique to Emperor Yan was actually activated, and for the first time, it actively separated a wisp of power, slowly merging into the surging torrent of medicinal power.

The addition of this tiny bit of power was like adding a spark to a scalding pot of oil.

Within Yan's body, the medicinal power that had been gradually calming down seemed to be instantly ignited, being refined and purified in a higher dimension.

Wherever the dark golden heat flowed, the medicinal power of the Ten Thousand Year Whale Glue was more thoroughly dispersed and absorbed.

Its violence and impurities were brutally crushed and assimilated by that higher-level power, transforming into a purer and more easily absorbed life energy.

It penetrates deeper and more thoroughly into every cell of his body, tempering his muscles, bones, skin, and internal organs.

The pain intensified more than tenfold in an instant!

The feeling was as if countless red-hot steel needles were churning inside my bone marrow, and magma was surging through my veins.

But at the same time, a sense of transformation, like being reborn, was also clearly felt.

Yan could feel his muscle fibers being torn and reorganized under the influence of the medicine, and his bone density was increasing wildly, faintly emitting a pale golden luster.

The meridians are also being widened and strengthened, and the blood flowing in the body seems to have a faint luster as it flows.

This is not a leap in the level of life, but it is undoubtedly a sublimation of the origin of life and a great enhancement of the body's foundation.

Inside the meditation room, the air was thick with heat and white steam swirled around.

Yan's figure appeared and disappeared in the mist.

Only the suppressed growl, like that of a wounded beast, and the constant, teeth-grinding crackling sounds emanating from his body, proved the astonishing transformation he was undergoing.

His stamina is increasing, his strength is growing, and his physique is becoming more robust.

I don't know how much time passed, it felt like an eternity.

The scorching heat in the training room gradually subsided, the white mist slowly dissipated, and Yan's figure in the center became clear again.

He remained seated cross-legged, but his entire demeanor had changed dramatically.

The crimson beneath his skin had faded, and his smooth, firm skin appeared no different from before. But only he knew what kind of power lay beneath it.

As he slowly opened his eyes, two clusters of intensely condensed dark golden flames seemed to flash and disappear in the depths of his dark red pupils.

The air seemed to distort slightly in the distance.

He slowly got up and stretched his body. A series of crisp cracking sounds, like popping beans, echoed in the silent training room.

With a sudden punch, the air around his fist emitted a low, booming sound.

Without using soul power, just pure physical strength is enough to crush refined iron.

He vaguely sensed that an invisible bottleneck had been broken.

Although untested, this trace of the Yan Emperor's original inherited power allowed his punching strength to increase by at least several hundred kilograms, and his martial arts realm was also elevated from its original subpar level.

"Apprentice level?"

Yan's eyes were burning, and flames seemed to flicker within them.

In his mind, to advance his martial arts realm to the apprentice level, he would need to absorb at least two spirit rings and reach the level of a Great Soul Master.

Unexpectedly, the immense medicinal power of a piece of ten-thousand-year-old whale glue triggered the power of the Flame Emperor, elevating his own essence and transforming him from a novice on the path of martial arts into an apprentice.

Yan clenched his fist, an explosive power contained within it.

He felt that, based on his physical strength alone, he could hold his own against a high-level Soul Master, and even be qualified to fight against some weaker Soul Sect Masters!