C80 (1/2)
”Century-round Meridian!” Everyone's eyes turned serious, this was one of Jixia Academy's legendary Holy Equipment, only second to his Heaven's Mandate, the Gui Xiong Sword. Hong Ling was also incomparably shocked. As a recently initiated artificer, he was very clear about what kind of existence this so-called saint artifact was. It could be said that once a saint artifact was used, it would be practically effortless to destroy the entire Tianhuang City. Even a third or fourth stage Demonic Beast would not be able to fight back in front of this sacred weapon. If it was said that the Celestial Rank Magic Equipment s had the lowest authority to use the Void Initiation Stage cultivators, then what was the realm that the legendary sacred artifact had reached when it was first used?
Hong Ling didn't know, but the Void Refinement realm was not the end of the path for cultivators. In the legends, a Heavenly Fate Magic Tool didn't even need someone to awaken. One's own body already possessed an extremely powerful consciousness. However, until now, the strongest tool Hong Ling had ever encountered was the Profound Rank Sorrow Spirit in his body. He truly wished to be able to see the Century-round Meridian the middle-aged man spoke of. After all, it was a legendary divine artifact.
The middle-aged man looked at the cultivators who were no longer calm and smiled. With a casual wave of his hand, a small golden wheel of light appeared in his hand. In that instant, an indescribable pressure gushed forth, enveloping the crowd. Bang! Bang! Bang! The chairs were instantly destroyed one by one. The cultivators on the chairs had difficulty maintaining their stature. They gritted their teeth and stood still, trying to prevent themselves from falling down. Hong Ling frowned. He could clearly feel an indescribable power surging into his body bit by bit, as if it was trying to reveal its own innate talent. With a thought, starlight surged inside his body and repelled the power in an instant.
Weng, light gradually radiated from the bodies of everyone present. Lian Chengyu and Zhihuo's bodies were emitting a deep purple halo, and Huang Tao, who was arguing with Hong Ling just now, was also emitting a faint purple halo. The rest of the people were covered in blue halos of light. But there was only one exception, and that was Hong Ling. At this time, he had isolated the Century-round Meridian's power, so it was impossible for him to see his own Inherent Skill.
Hmm? How could this little fellow not see through your natural talent? ” The middle-aged man was stunned. He looked at Hong Ling with a thoughtful expression. With a thought, a resplendent light burst out from the tiny light wheel. Very soon, a golden halo burst out from Hong Ling's body. ”The middle-aged man's pupils constricted as he glared at Hong Ling.
”Golden light!” The group swallowed their saliva with much difficulty and stared at Hong Ling with bitter smiles. In the legends, as long as one's innate talent exceeded the seventh stage of World Barrier, no matter how much they tested, they would only be able to produce a golden light! ”In that case, what level is he at now? Is he at the eighth or the legendary ninth stage?”
Hong Ling laughed bitterly. He had originally thought that he could isolate the Century-round Meridian's power, but who would have thought that the Century-round Meridian's power had already far surpassed his imagination. Even if it was only a tiny bit of power that flowed out, it would still be enough to destroy the starlight that was condensed by the fated star in his body. However, the Century-round Meridian's power only measured his eighth level of innate talent. Further up, he was completely isolated by the star light of the fated star he had engulfed. This was only because his current strength was still rather weak. If he broke through to the Spirit Refinement realm, not to mention a saint artifact, even Heaven's Mandate magic tools would not be able to sense his talent.
”May I know how to address you, young master?” The middle-aged man kept his Century-round Meridian and walked over, bowing to Hong Ling. His own Inherent Skill was only at the seventh level. Although his strength was stronger than anyone here, with a Century-round Meridian by his side, he did not put on any airs in front of Hong Ling.
”Junior Hong Ling greets senior!” The other party was from Jixia Academy, so he was qualified to bow to her. After all, his father, the one of the Empire's Duos, Hong Qing, was from this academy.
”Good, good, good. As expected of the legendary head of the Heavenly Desolate Martial Conference. Indeed, you are still young and young. Hahaha!” ”The middle-aged man scrutinized Hong Ling carefully, and revealed a look of satisfaction. I wonder which family Little Brother Hong Ling comes from, your surname is Hong, is it related to my Great Chu Empire's royal Hong family? ”
Hong Ling was startled, and immediately laughed bitterly. I won't hide the truth from senior, junior is currently unable to reveal my identity, so senior can just assume that I am someone from the Tianhuang City! ”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded. Everyone had their own difficulties. Even if some disciples of large clans that went out to gain experience were to know their names and origins, they wouldn't truly admit it. They didn't want to be used in the process of training. It was already not bad for Hong Ling to take the initiative and tell them his name. Moreover, he had at least broken through to the eighth stage of the World Barrier so it was natural that he would not attract the displeasure of the crowd.
”I don't know if Sir Hong Ling is willing to participate in this year's Trial and Selection, but I believe that with your strength and talent, it shouldn't be a difficult task to create a purple gold dragon medallion!” The middle aged man casually asked, but his eyes were filled with anticipation as he stared at Hong Ling. All these years, Jixia Academy's situation was not very good, especially after the champion, Marquis Hong Qing, disappeared. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to this place, where the Heaven Assembly could be said to be at the lowest level in a year, and even brought out the Century-round Meridian that was always being worshipped in the academy palace.
”Senior, this junior is naturally willing, moreover, this junior and Jixia Academy are extremely fated!” Hong Ling laughed, he was indeed fated to meet Jixia Academy.