"By the way, Elder, I'm in dire need of a speed-related Supre Divine Power. In the Battlefield of Inheritances, I could have blown them all away, but I just couldn't catch up. It's really frustrating," he added.
"That's easy to handle. Our Sect has plenty of speed-related Supre Divine Powers, like Saints Chasing the Sun, A Step Between Worlds, Ten Directions Immortal Step, and so on. However, these are not the top tier ones. If you achieve the first True Inheritance, you can take a look at the Divine Powers from other forces in the Myriad Realms before making a decision.
The Divine Skills of our Sect are here to stay and won't go anywhere. Once you achieve the True Inheritance, the Sect will grant you a Supre Divine Power, and you can choose at will. But the opportunity to choose Divine Skills from the Myriad Realms only cos once," Elder Chun Ye said.
Yang Ji pondered for a mont and then continued to ask, "Does the Sect also have Sealing Techniques?"
"Sealing Techniques? We have plenty of those! Palm Taiji, Eight Trigrams Divine Chart, Nine Palaces Divine Kingdom, Five Elents Seal—we have so many. Our Wuji Dao Sect's Sealing Techniques are top-notch in the entire Taichu World. If you want one, feel free to pick," Elder Chun Ye said with a generous air.
"Wuji Dao Sect? The Dao legacy of Wuji Immortal King in the Lower Realm?" Rotten Wooden Box looked at the radiance of the Primordial Spirit that Yang Ji had unleashed, muttering to himself with a sudden eerie smile, and transmitted his voice, "Little brother, it seems that in the future, you might truly beco part of the sa camp as ."
"Although the Wuji Immortal King is a junior, his talent has reached a terrifying level. He has comprehended the Infinity Path almost to perfection."
"My master once had a fleeting encounter with him and confided in that in this world, there are two people who can create Sealing Techniques at will. One is my master himself, and the other is this Wuji Immortal King!"
"When I first heard it, I was shocked. How could it be? You must know, the Wuji Immortal King wasn't even a Supre Immortal King at that ti and hadn't even carved out his own path. How could he just create his own Sealing Techniques at any ti?"
"But my master shook his head and said that the Wuji Immortal King has a blessed nature, is always ready to walk his own path, and has even reached the impressive 'Three Paths.'"
"One is the Path of No Self, two is the Way of No Heavens, and three is the None Demon Path."
"No Path, No Heavens, No Beings, this is the beginning of Infinity!"
"Heaven and Earth Infinite, Grand Unity of Primordial Chaos! This is the Sealing Technique of the Wuji Immortal King, which he discussed with my master."
"He is a rare talent in this world, and those with talent will not restrain themselves. He will step out eventually, sooner or later facing the Celestial Court!"
"Yet, for countless eons, he has not made the slightest move, unknown whether he is dissatisfied with his path, fears the Celestial Court, or is plotting sothing."
"He didn't leave behind any Dao legacy in the Immortal Realm and unexpectedly passed down so of his cultivation techniques in the Lower Realm. This is a trendous opportunity—if you obtain it, it will be a great stroke of fortune."
Rotten Wooden Box spoke with rare seriousness.
"Having co across seems to be a great twist of fate. In the end, we are fellow travelers; you can't hide, nor can you escape!" Rotten Wooden Box suddenly let out an eerie laugh.
"..." Listening to his eerie laugh, Yang Ji felt a chill running down his spine.
At the sa ti, he also hadn't expected that the Sect had such an abundance of Sealing Techniques, which all seed to stem from "Infinity."
No wonder that Liu Xiaosheng was intent on competing for the position of Sect Master—he must be aiming to seize the Wuji Immortal Scripture!
Yang Ji knew that he had previously underestimated this Cultivation Technique, thinking it was just a Supre Daoist Technique.
Listening to Rotten Wooden Box's words, he couldn't help but entertain so ideas about the Wuji Immortal Scripture himself.
"Alright, since the Sect possesses Sealing Techniques, then I'll take this opportunity to choose a speed-related Supre Divine Power from among the various clans in the Myriad Realms!" Yang Ji nodded resolutely.
"Now that we've settled on it, hurry along, lest everyone dies and you end up with no benefits," Elder Chun Ye huffed.
"Don't worry, Elder, my true body is rushing there at top speed. No panic, they won't die!" Yang Ji transmitted back with a chuckle.
"How about it, young friend? Did you co to an agreent?" All of a sudden, a voice rang out.
Yang Ji, who was so engrossed in telepathic conversation with Elder Chun Ye, looked up and realized that all the major figures within the Wuji Pavilion were calmly watching him.
"Ahem, it's settled! Respected predecessors, rest assured, Mo Wudao won't be able to harm a single person as long as I'm here," Yang Ji said with a bright smile, confidently stating.
"In that case, we truly thank you, young friend!" The major figures from the great powers all bowed their hands in gratitude to Yang Ji.
Seeing this, Yang Ji hurriedly returned the bow, feeling a bit panicked, "For the Taichu World, it's my duty to do so!"
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The Battlefield of Inheritances!
In this final year, as the Circle of Death shrank ever smaller, battles were breaking out everywhere within a fifty-mile radius.
Over a desolate and dilapidated plain, the spectral outline of a stone bridge was brutally bombarding a vast light shield below, with a chilling voice echoing across the sky: "You rats from the Taichu World, think you're safe hiding in your Formation?"
"Your Formation won't hold up for much longer. Once it breaks, you'll have nowhere to run!"
Displaying an invincible stance, Mo Wudao continued to urge on the Bridge of Life and Death to strike. Each projection of the stone bridge that fell shook the huge light screen below fiercely, as if it would shatter at any mont.
"Hold on, everyone! As long as we last one year, we can achieve our True Inheritance," a particularly distinguished-looking prodigy called out.
"One year? What a joke, I won't let you last a day," Mo Wudao said coldly and ruthlessly. No longer attacking with projections, he wielded the Bridge of Life and Death in his hands, landing it directly on the light shield with violent impact.
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