At the same time, a crystal-clear Sumeru Stone, the size of a head, shot out from his bosom, and in an instant fell into the Five-Colored True Flame, beginning to be refined and burned by it.
The Sumeru Stone floated up and down in the flames, visibly shrinking, its surface occasionally giving off a wisp of black smoke, which was instantly burned away by the True Flame.
As time passed, the Sumeru Stone became more and more crystal-clear, its shape transitioning from rounded like a bead, gradually into a round mirror about a foot in diameter, with a smooth mirror surface, everything perfectly distinct.
Zhao Sheng's brow emitted five-colored radiant light, his Divine Sense had already split into thousands of strands, half entering the interior of the Sumeru Stone mirror, half drawing the Five-Colored Dao Lotus, causing it to bloom bit by bit.
