Fifty grams of Void Crystal Powder formed a small pile at the bottom of the mortar, shimmering like stardust.
Ian poured the powder into a palm-sized silver Crucible.
A light tap of his fingertip.
A wisp of golden-red flame rose from his palm, precisely enveloping the bottom of the Crucible.
The temperature began to climb.
1,000 degrees, 2,000 degrees, 3,000 degrees...
Ian's gaze was as focused as a surgeon's.
His Spiritual Power monitored every minute change in temperature.
The moment the temperature reached 4,372 degrees, the powder inside the Crucible began to melt.
It transitioned from a solid state into a transparent substance, like liquid light, its surface rippling faintly.
Ian immediately picked up a Crystal Pipette and drew a drop of dew from a Moon Sleep Flower out of the Jade Bottle beside him.
The dew dripped into the Crucible with a soft SIZZLE.
An extremely thin, inert film instantly formed on the surface of the transparent liquid.
