Night Without End Chapter 631: 342: Grandmaster Level XInhou3

Chapter 631: Chapter 342: Grandmaster Level XInhou_3

Wei Cheng said, “This True Scripture is quite extraordinary. Even an Immortal Seed might not glimpse a fraction of its ‘true form.’ Without enough Spiritual resonance, one cannot even read it properly.”

It’s said that to read this Scripture, one must enter a ditative state and imrse oneself for understanding, a step that blocks ninety percent of geniuses.

“Hiss!” Soone gasped in surprise.

Because, in the blink of an eye, strands of Spiritual Tao Rhythm erged from Qin Ming, overwhelmingly rich, enveloping the Scriptures.

The key point was that the broken Jade Book gave him positive feedback, no longer dim, emitting a hazy light, as if interacting with him.

“So quickly imrsed?” Even top Immortal Seeds like Pei Shuyan and Zhuo Qingming were taken aback.

Wei Cheng, who was just about to watch a joke, imdiately shut his mouth.

Helian ZhaoYu’s gaze was deep, staring at the figure on the slope covered by Spiritual Tao Rhythm.

“This speed is indeed sowhat fast!” Even among the esteed ones, soone exclaid.

Whether Qin Ming could comprehend the True Scripture was one thing, but his Spiritual aura alone was enough to astonish Pure Land.

Regardless, the four pages of the Heavenly Book had already proved that Qin Ming was a pyramid-level genius.

While many were amazed and voiced their admiration, there were also those with indifferent expressions, such as people from the Cui Family. The forces within Pure Land were intricately intertwined, naturally having a fair number of noble family mbers.

The more radiant Qin Ming was, the more those with enmity from the Cui Family—respected elders, mid-age experts, young disciples—felt embarrassed.

By now, many people knew about their past relationship with Qin Ming.

“On the celestial path, he turned out to be an extraordinary Immortal Seed.” A renowned figure from the Cui Family found the stuffiness in his chest hard to dispel.

In fact, so old rivals had recently taunted them openly and clandestinely.

There were even those who said they were blind to Qin Ming’s potential, using sharp and unpleasant words.

These rumors nearly caused so hot-tempered elders from the Cui Family to explode on the spot.

“Back then, I thought to make him a Divine Armor Guard for Chong He. Even if he couldn’t keep up with Chong He’s pace, he could protect our family’s other rising young geniuses. I didn’t expect that he, too, was an Immortal Seed!” An elder murmured.

He wasn’t regretful but remorseful for not taking action earlier; now, it seed a bit late.

Now that Qin Ming had caught Lu Zizai’s discerning eye, who would dare confront him openly?

They worried that at this rate of developnt, Qin Ming would beco a formidable competitor for Cui Chonghe.

On the slope, the youth sat quietly, his eyes profound, as if he saw through endless mists to the wondrous scene contained in the Jade Book.

Qin Ming himself felt astonished; as all the text transford into little figures, from chaos to order, it happened in an instant.

The more he stared, the clearer the orderly scene beca, and his mind increasingly tranquil.

Gradually, he had an insight: Seek the way within the heart, the True Scripture arises naturally.

The broken Jade Book set a high bar for those who wished to comprehend it; without exceptional Talent, one couldn’t touch it at all.

Talk of equality, and that everyone could learn the skill, was an empty chatter.

The essence of cultivation ultimately spoke to Talent.

For those of diocre aptitudes aiming to advance and achieve a leap in life, they could only rely on so-called “heaven-defying opportunities,” but how many people have such luck throughout their life?

Qin Ming saw many tiny figures in motion; so were changing, others dueling, eventually morphing into his own likeness.

“The level of this Scripture is extrely high!” he whispered.

Without ntioning anything else, rely the thod by which this Scripture was left behind revealed its Divine nature.

Even though countless ages might pass, amidst the vicissitudes of the grand world and changing eras, with the script changing repeatedly, the first page’s Scripture was unaffected in its teaching of the way.

It recorded the Scripture aning with the most fundantal Tao Rhythm, presenting a continuously changing scroll.

It’s unknown how much ti had passed, but Qin Ming had read it many tis, each ti attentively observing the Taoist Rhythm Map evolve from beginning to end.

“All-encompassing, there seems to be an interpretation of ‘Thousand Transformations,’ along with Scripture aning of duels, containing so many insights.” Qin Ming felt his realm was still not high enough; otherwise, he might see more.

The advice from Ling Canghai and others was indeed sound; this Scripture was suited for those at higher realms to comprehend, and for him, approaching it now was still too early.

However, Qin Ming was not discouraged but rather excited; he only needed to rember this Tao Rhythm Map.

Currently, he could comprehend part of the True aning, and the portions he didn’t understand could be explored when his realm was higher.

Imdiately after he rembered the essence of the Tao Rhythm Map from the first page, he began turning pages.

Nearby the slope, many were startled; has he moved on to see the second page of the Heavenly Book so quickly?

Qin Ming’s Light of the Soul spread, within feeling extraordinarily clear, imrsed within it, he gradually furrowed his brow, noting the significant impact of the missing section from the second page of the Scripture.

He saw the fragnted Furnace of Eight Trigrams, the endless firelight, and so remnants of dueling scenes.

“Is this about the ntal Battle, and the process of using Heart Refining Ape as a redy?” Qin Ming pondered, finding these cultivation techniques aligned with certain mythological tales.

He conscientiously contemplated, combining the first two pages, researching and validating his inner thoughts continuously.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, Qin Ming felt a ntal shock.

In a trance, he seed to see layers of mist, behind which ghosts were lurking—this felt sowhat absurd and terrifying.

Subsequently, he felt the Newborn’s Eye burning, as if seeing the mist with more clarity.

“Immortal Furnace, True Fire, can they enhance my Newborn’s Eye?”

Qin Ming connected the Scripture aning of the two pages of the Jade Book, carefully contemplating, and regarding the duel part, he believed it inclined towards the spiritual side.