"Master, what's the matter?"
Vermilion Bird, standing nearby, noticed Zhu Wujiang's unusual expression and asked.
"It's nothing..."
Zhu Wujiang frowned. The fluttering sensation had flashed by and now disappeared, but she was sure it wasn't an illusion.
No matter what was hidden within this mountain range, it was certainly closely related to her.
Vermilion Bird didn't think much of it, looked at the undulating mountains, and asked, "According to the information, this should be where Martial Saint Mountain is based. Chen Mo has been inside for three days now with no sign of movent. Should we keep waiting here?"
Zhu Wujiang pondered slightly, just about to speak.
Suddenly, a brilliant light erupted from within the mountains, a huge pillar of light surged up, piercing the sky and scattering the clouds above!
Dong——
Along with the lodious sound of a bell, the sound of the Great Dao faintly resonated in the air.
"What is this?"
Zhu Wujiang was stunned, her expression sowhat baffled.
This power was unlike any law she had known before; it seed like an original Great Dao, yet carried an aura of origin level.
Driven by curiosity, she lifted her leg to walk toward the direction of the light pillar, yet at the mont she was about to step into the dense forest, she abruptly stopped, an inexplicable sense of danger surfacing.
"Sothing's not right..."
Zhu Wujiang sensed carefully, her face changing slightly, and imdiately said, "This place is not suitable for staying long. Anyway, Chen Mo will eventually head to Qingzhou Secret Realm. We should go and wait over there."
"Yes." Vermilion Bird nodded in response.
The figures of the two vanished in an instant.
A mont later, the void tore open, and a pair of delicately carved bare feet stepped out of the void, a simple dress fluttering in the wind.
Yu Youhan's gaze swept around, her eyebrows slightly raised.
It seed that a presence beyond First Grade had appeared earlier, but upon pursuing it, no trace could be found.
"My spiritual sense can't be wrong..."
"Who could it be?"
...
...
Fifteen minutes ago, Lingxiao Peak.
The Martial Arts Arena was packed, filled with disciples from various peaks who had co after hearing the news. At a glance, there were at least a few thousand people, and the number was still increasing.
"Brother Chen, weren't you in seclusion? How co you're here as well?"
"I heard the Sect Master has summoned us to publicly impart the Dao. Why stay in seclusion? Even if we comprehend a little, it's worth ten years of hard cultivation!"
"That's true. Usually, only the four Peak Masters take turns imparting the Dao. I wonder what's special about today?"
"Wait a minute, why is Mr. Chen taking the stage?"
"Could it be him who's going to impart the Dao?"
"Though he is the Qingyun Leaderboard leader and indeed excellent in strength, in terms of realm, he's still far behind the Peak Masters. There's no need for such a grand setup, is there?"
Gazing at the figure walking slowly onto the high platform, everyone looked puzzled.
Murmurs spread among the crowd, with so even getting up and leaving the venue.
Only those who witnessed Chen Mo shatter Qiyun Peak with a punch and gained the Qilin...
"The Sect Master has his reasons for doing this. Those leaving early might cry with regret later!" Chai Haochuan sneered, "These people know nothing about Mr. Chen's capabilities!"
Shen Zhixia sat in the front row, gazing at the tall figure, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes shimring.
She had learned the full story from her master and hadn't expected Chen Mo to gain the Ancestor's approval. As expected of the man she admired!
"But by seniority, wouldn't that make Brother Chen Mo's grand-disciple?"
"It's a bit strange..."
Several Peak Masters and elders stood not far away, listening with great curiosity about the insights of the strongest martial cultivator from a thousand years ago.
Tap, tap, tap——
Huo Wuya stepped onto the platform, glancing around, and the atmosphere gradually quieted down.
"Ahem." He cleared his throat and loudly said, "You probably have all heard about the events in the sect these past days. The reason I've called you here is that Mr. Chen has received the Ancestor's inheritance and is willing to selflessly share it with everyone."
"This is a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity for all of you. Be sure to grasp it and imrse yourselves, for once this opportunity passes, it will be gone."
"What?!"
"Ancestor's inheritance?!"
"Did I hear it wrong? But hasn't the Ancestor transcended several hundred years ago?"
"The Sect Master wouldn't joke about such matters; it seems true!"
The place imdiately erupted, and the noise surged to the heavens.
Hoo——
At this mont, a fierce wind howled from above.
A stream of light broke through the air and landed beside Chen Mo.
A several-zhang-long figure, with four white hooves, covered in colorful scales, with majestic antlers, appeared exceedingly magnificent, exuding a strong oppressive presence.
"Is this..."
"A Sacred Beast, the Qilin?!"
Everyone present gasped.
As the Sacred Beast guarding the sect of Martial Saint Mountain and nad the Great Elder, the Qilin rarely made public appearances.
So of them had been in the sect for more than ten years and were seeing the Sacred Beast for the first ti!
"Mr. Chen, you may begin," Huo Wuya said.
Chen Mo nodded slightly, then sat cross-legged, facing the sky, and started chanting:
"Before chaos divided, martiality existed. A single True Spirit steadies Heaven and Earth. Reverse refine the dragon's marrow for innate energy, forge the sword bone to attain my Golden Body!"
"The first realm of martial cultivation, Body Refinent!"
"The body like black iron, bones like divine weapons; flesh and blood form an array, acupoints conceal stars."
"Refine the skin to be as indestructible as vajra, forge tendons and bones as if casting divine weapons, condense qi-blood to transform and conflict like dragons and tigers."
"Sink qi into the Dantian, visualize the self, discover the Xuan Su, harmonize heart and mind..."
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