The Daoist Text of ’Life’!
WHOOSH!
With another Daoist Text in hand, Wang Xiu’s Divine Soul left the God and Demon Murals.
He slowly stood up.
"Is it over?"
"He only just went in!"
"How co he’s so fast this ti? Last ti, it took him several hours!"
Many of the chosen prodigies had gathered nearby, their faces filled with astonishnt. From their perspective, Wang Xiu’s Divine Soul had just entered the God and Demon Murals and erged again in less than a few breaths.
It was frighteningly fast.
"Quick, look! The second mural is glowing too! A new na has appeared..." soone shouted excitedly, pointing at the mural.
On its surface, Wang Xiu’s na appeared once again. It was incomparably radiant and dazzling to the extre.
"He left his na again! Wang Xiu is too extraordinary. The Sanqing Immortal Sect has produced a Kylin Scion, destined to bring an era of prosperity!"
Not all prodigies could leave their nas on the God and Demon Murals. Even among those who succeeded, none could leave their na on every single one. That required a level of comprehension for each mural that was unimaginably profound, enough to trigger a resonance with the murals themselves. The difficulty was comparable to ascending to the heavens.
Even a prodigy as monstrous as Ye Guhong, who had contemplated all eighty-one God and Demon Murals, had only managed to leave his na on three of them. This feat alone had already matched the records of all ti.
And now, Wang Xiu had contemplated only two murals and had left his na twice in a row. It inevitably gave people the illusion that he could leave his na every single ti he tried.
How could this be possible? As soon as the thought erged, they violently shook it from their minds. The idea was pure fantasy. There wasn’t the slightest chance.
Then, the crowd erupted once again. Just like before, the mont Wang Xiu’s na appeared, all the other nas on the mural vanished as if they had never existed.
"Damn it, what’s the principle behind this?"
"This defies all mystical principles!"
"My sect’s ancient ancestor’s true na was on that mural! That was a supre honor, and now it’s gone!"
"What in the world did he comprehend from these murals to make them react this way, erasing all the other nas?"
They were baffled. No matter how much they pondered it, they couldn’t figure it out. Nothing like this had ever happened in all of history. Even the most knowledgeable scholars would be unable to find records of a similar event in any ancient text.
Wang Xiu paid no mind to the others’ reactions. He walked directly to the third God and Demon Mural. This mural depicted a scene of flourishing flowers, millions of them blossoming like a river of stars, resplendent to the extre. The entire world depicted was suffused with a captivating Life Essence.
Wang Xiu’s Divine Soul soared, as towering as a pillar supporting the heavens, and surged directly inside.
This ti, he was even faster than before. In just two breaths, he ca out.
The mural glowed again, its brilliance intensifying until it coalesced into his na.
"Damn!"
"He left his na again! That’s the third one!"
"It’s just like before! Everyone else’s na is gone, and only his remains. He’s the only one!"
"A monster, a true monster!"
"Three murals, three nas. Is he trying to defy the heavens?"
"Don’t tell he’s actually going to leave his na every single ti he contemplates a mural? Just how terrifying is his comprehension?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Not unless a Great Emperor was reborn, or a god was reincarnated..."
"The Sanqing... Is this the true foundation of the Immortal Alliance’s once-strongest Immortal Sect? Even after declining to its current state, it can still produce such a peerless prodigy?"
The scene was a ss of chaos. The Stone Forest was typically silent, as everyone needed a quiet mind to contemplate. But now, they could no longer remain calm. After witnessing such a shocking spectacle, who the hell could keep their composure? It was a miracle they hadn’t gone mad. Their worldview had been shattered, making them feel as if they were trapped in a dream.
The Five Elents Wood Scripture... truly profound! Wang Xiu observed the third Daoist Text now imprinted within his Divine Soul. It shone brilliantly, emanating an endless, ancient aura that was both profound and vast. He was extrely satisfied.
He collected himself and moved on to contemplate the next mural.
Li Zuoyue and the others exchanged glances. "Does our junior brother really have to be this intense?" he asked, dumbfounded.
Bei Tangfeng’s eyes blazed with fighting spirit. "Brother Wang is so incredible. We can’t fall behind and lose face! Let’s continue contemplating and try to keep up with him!"
However, in the monts that followed, every prodigy present truly understood the aning of shock.
In! Out!
In! Out!
Wang Xiu’s speed of contemplating the murals grew faster and faster. While the first one had taken him several hours, he completed the subsequent ones in just a few breaths. Eventually, he didn’t even pause his stride. He walked past the God and Demon Murals one by one, as if he were rely glancing at them in passing. His imnse Divine Soul continuously entered and exited the world within each mural.
Wherever he passed, every God and Demon Mural erupted in light, burning with vigorous flas that engulfed a patch of the void and left a single na behind.
"Fourteen... fifteen... twenty!"
"This is outrageous!"
Li Zuoyue and the others were still stuck on the second mural. They had stopped contemplating, completely numb from the shock.
"Sigh, to have such a companion in my life is truly my, Bei Tangfeng’s, great fortune! It’s just... the pressure is a little much..." Bei Tangfeng gritted his teeth. "I must keep trying! Brother Wang is already shining so brilliantly. How can we dare to stagnate?"
Before long, the count had climbed higher.
"Thirty... forty!"
"Is he really contemplating? Why does it feel like he’s just glancing at them?"
"This is so strange. The murals are supposed to get more difficult the further you go, consuming more energy and Divine Soul. He should be slowing down, but he’s getting faster and faster!"
"Forty-nine! That’s a major threshold! Countless prodigies have been stopped there!"
Everyone cried out in alarm, their eyes fixed on him.
Wang Xiu stood before the forty-ninth mural. As before, he just entered and exited in a flash.
HUM!
The stone wall’s radiance surged. Myriad phenona appeared, illuminating the heavens.
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