29 Chapter 29 Breaking the God Talisman Stelae (2/2)

At the last moment, before it was completed, the Heaven Talisman Platform didn't have any more changes. The only thing that happened was the stone stelae made up of Cloudlight Stone burst apart into many pieces.

The entire drill filled entered a period of deadly silence once more. Liang Miaozi's face was as dead as ash, Lin Fei's was solemn to the extreme.

Ge Hanyun was in awe, muttering really softly, ”He actually really did it. It should be impossible. My father said that beneath the Day Wandering stage, one would definitely be unable to touch the Path of Luck. Not to mention Day Wandering, even people who have shaped their 'true Image' might not have such capabilities. We are all ants beneath the huge path, how can we touch such true heavenly theories?

”This person's talisman calligraphy methods actually improved, how lucky. Damn it, with this Luck stelae breaking, where will I go to learn the meaning of this talisman? Do I have to go to the other four Cloud Continents, or to Lingyun Sect's Cloud Palace?”

The teen beside her brow furrowed as he heard her words, a weird look flashing across his face before he shook her head.

He didn't understand the meaning within Ge Hanyun's words, but knew that this Gantian Mountain Prince had performed a truly remarkable feat.

After Zong Shou drew out that last stroke, he kept his hand there for a breath of time. When the stone stelae exploded, a warm stream flowed in through his fingertip and into his soul.

The amount this time was close to ten times the combined amount of the previous eleven stone stelaes.

Zong Shou also finally had an idea what these warm currents actually were.

”They are actually Words, are they the seeds of the Heaven Talismans? So the cold wind from the eighteen sword puppets should be what I expected...”

His thoughts wandered off for a while before he came to his senses. Looking at the entire floor of broken stone as well as the absolutely silent crowd, Zong Shou felt his chest free up and all his depression disappearing.

”Great!” Laughing softly, Zong Shou smiled widely, revealing his joy.

He had long wanted to crush the flames of Lingyun Sect. Although he had killed many Lingyun Sect disciples in his last life, it didn't make him feel good.

Who knew that in this life, he would reincarnate ten thousand years ago to complete his wish?

”Is this the so-called unbreakable Small Heaven Sword Formation? The twelve God Talismans no one can copy? Lingyun Sect's thirty thousand disciples can't even to compare to a piece of trash…”

Scoffing coldly, Zong Shou stopped speaking. Thinking about the kindness from that Lingyun Ancestor now in his body, he couldn't bear to say anything worse.

Lin Fei's face changed, but he calmed down after a moment, ”The Ancestor mentioned that if one could complete any one of them, they could become the direct disciple of the sect leader. The person who completes both can enter the Ancestral Hall in ten years to cultivate for three years, are you interested?”

All the eyes beneath the platform all held still, keeping silent as they waited quietly for Zong Shou to make his choice.

They knew that just a word from this weak-looking teen and he could ride over all of their heads.

The Ancestral Hall was something that made everyone envy him.

When Liang Miaozi heard that, his fists were clenched tight, his expression really dark and gloomy.

In this world there was actually a person who had such absolute talent in cultivation and spirit arts. However, such talents appeared on such a body…

Zong Shou shook, hesitating.

To cultivate for three years in the Lingyun Sect Ancestral Hall, there's actually such a good thing?

Lingyun Sect's Ancestral Hall was one of the Ten Shrines of the Cloud World. Although it was at the bottom of the rankings, it had gathered the cultivation and spirit art essence of Lingyun Sect over tens of thousands of years, many people craved it.

Although the twelve God Talismans and the Small Heaven Sword Formation were extraordinary, compared to the things he could find in the Shrine, they were at most unrefined techniques.

Swallowing down, Zong Shou did indeed crave it badly. In the next moment, his eyes looked towards Yin Yang and Chuxue, and he instantly mocked himself.

”Ancestral Hall? I truly am a little tempted. But I, Zong Shou, don't have such thick skin, being scolded by people as trash and definitely being unable to join Lingyun Sect. Anyways, you all look down on my Dual Meridian Body, right?”