Chapter 827: Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One: Finding the Way

Far at Chongming Peak, diligently deducing the Four Imperial Spirit Seals, Tang Luo had no idea that a debate concerning his supernatural power had just concluded in the inner hall of the council chamber on Bifang Mountain.

Although Bu Lin had once mentioned that possessing the “Yin-Yang Grinding” was a sin, Tang Luo had dismissed his crude words as a mere pretext and hadn’t given it much thought.

After all, he suffered from an information asymmetry with the holy lands’ major factions, completely unaware of the heinous crimes committed by the previous cultivator that possessed the Yin-Yang Grinding. Had he known earlier, he would never have allowed the Yin-Yang Grinding to reemerge at this point in time.

Yet, what in the world is foreknown? In the end, he had still displayed the Yin-Yang Grinding, shattering the cloud dragon; in the end, he had officially caught the attention of a certain Grandmaster on Qilin Mountain.

But Tang Luo, fully engrossed in his deductions, was completely in the dark about these matters as he admired the paper rolls he had filled with his meticulous notes, his face brimming with praise and self-satisfaction.

“I am, indeed, a genius!”

After a day and night of deduction, Tang Luo had found a rugged path for the once dead-end Four Imperial Spirit Seals. While it differed from all established practices that lead to enlightenment, it represented the most likely chance for Chen Menglu to prolong his life and continue deducing the seals.

One could only say that Chen Menglu was lucky, perhaps the heavens took pity on his solitary lineage and quietly opened a window for him.

Having rolled up the scrolls and tucked them into his chest, Tang Luo pushed the door open and headed toward Xumi Mountain. However, just a few steps out, he felt a strong sense of being watched and suddenly turned to look around, but found nothing, and the feeling quickly faded, leaving him deeply furrowed with concern.

must have left a really bad impression on Martial Saint Mountain. To

he certainly wouldn’t consider his own perceptions mistaken. His six senses, honed to the extreme, were extremely sensitive to such scrutiny. Yet upon reflection, if there was someone capable of arranging this kind of surveillance on

realized this, he no longer dwelt on it. Tang Luo turned around, and the feeling of being watched reappeared, but he did not react with alarm this time. Instead, he allowed the discomforting sense of scrutiny to follow him all the

feeling of being watched completely vanished—not because the bamboo obstructed the view, but because the watcher did not dare to recklessly enter Chen

home? Tang Luo from Xiling

like a bell, burst forth, its waves rolling toward Xumi Mountain and echoing

bamboo forest, and the

past events of the Four Imperial Spirit Realms, restless and uneasy. I thought about what I could do for you, and after a day’s deduction, I’ve made some minor breakthroughs. I’d like to discuss them

the central hub of the Divine Array at the Divine Country,

Dream Space is

even more confident in his deductions. He took out a rolled-up scroll from his bosom, wondering where to place it, only to see a nanmu writing desk rise up in front of him out of thin air. The barren scene changed again—walls with carved beams and painted rafters, and exquisitely elegant furniture. A study room enveloped the two

against his back and bottom, he praised, “Although these items are formed from Spiritual Power, they are

by the scroll, his emotions rising and

scroll in front of him was a Pandora’s Box. The longing stemmed from the light that appeared before

the thin scroll so close at hand, he dared not reach out

Tang Luo knew that the Grandmaster would need more time to prepare himself mentally. Not wanting to rush

began to work on decrypting and deducing the secret techniques on the table, indifferent to

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