Seeing that everyone's spirits were lifted, Qing Buli nodded in relief. He turned around and said, "Yi Kun, Wu Hao, Si Feiyu, Qi Yi, the four of you will help me open the ancient passage. Lu Jiangpeng, Jiang Yi, the two of you will be in charge."
"Yes, as you wish!"
The six of them responded in unison.
Apart from Lu Jiangpeng and Jiang Yi, the other five released their auras. Their robes fluttered without any wind as they slowly flew into the sky.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes revealed a strange look. He previously thought that since Origin Realm experts could fly, they must have mastered some kind of nimble power. They could ride the wind or be as light as a feather, but now it seemed that this was not the case at all.
There was only a slight wind flowing around the five of them. It was very normal. As for being as light as a feather, it didn't seem like it either.
"How did they do it?"
Yang Qingxuan pondered, full of doubts.
The five elders rose into the sky, immediately attracting the attention of the students. Their blood surged, and they were full of worship and envy.
Usually, it was hard to even see one of the Seven Elders of Tian Cong, let alone seven of them together. Moreover, five of them were working together to cast a spell.
The five elders were separated by thirty-four feet in the air. They formed a circle and raised their hands to form hand seals.
In an instant, soul light surged from each of their bodies. The seals in their hands changed, and thousands of strange runes of every description appeared in the middle.
Each rune was condensed from True Essence, and the cooldown caused the space to fluctuate.
Moreover, the runes gathered together and didn't scatter. They were spread out in the middle as if they were arranged according to some kind of rule.
Yang Qingxuan's eyelids twitched, and he was shocked in his heart. "Demon language? No, no, it's somewhat similar to the demon language, but it's not demon language. "
He looked at Meng Rui, but saw that Meng Rui was watching attentively without blinking, so he didn't ask anything.
"This is the Void Desolate Heaven Art. It's specially used to open the Void Heaven Ancient Path."
Lu Jiangpeng appeared beside Yang Qingxuan at some point. Seeing his puzzled look, he explained with a smile.
The more he looked at Yang Qingxuan, the more he liked him.
It was not only because Yang Qingxuan had inexplicably cured him of his serious illness, causing his strength to increase greatly and sweeping away the depression that had plagued him for many years.
It wasn't just because Yang Qingxuan's strength was outstanding and could help him win in the martial arts competition not long after.
Moreover, because of Yang Qingxuan's talent in body refinement, he was indeed a genius that was hard to come by in ten thousand years, causing him to cherish him so much that he couldn't bear to part with him.
Even if he couldn't accept him as his disciple, he was willing to treat him like a teacher and a father, teaching him everything he knew.
"Void Desolate Heaven Art? What a weird name. "
When Yang Qingxuan heard the name of this cultivation method, his heart inexplicably moved.
The rest of the students also gathered around and pricked up their ears to listen.
Lu Jiangpeng nodded and said, "This incantation is full of wonders, but it is difficult to understand. These runes are not written in the language of the human race, nor are they written in the language of the demon race, nor are they written in the language of any race in the world today. It's a scripture passed down from ancient times. As for how ancient it is, no one knows. "
Meng Rui was also startled. He said in astonishment, "Could it be a secret text passed down from the Middle Ages?"
"Oh? You also know about the Middle Ages? " Lu Jiangpeng was somewhat surprised. He sized up Meng Rui a few more times before nodding. "It is indeed one of the Middle Ages' secret texts. Its origins have long been lost."
Meng Rui was astonished. "Those who can grasp the Middle Ages' secret texts have long since ceased to exist. Who would've thought that the Heavenly Consort Academy would leave behind such an incantation? Truly shocking."
Lu Jiangpeng chuckled and blinked. "Actually, we no longer know the meaning of this incantation. It's just been passed down through the generations. You have to know that the Heavenly Consort Academy's history is much older than the Cangnan Empire. "
Du Ruo was also full of respect. She nodded and said, "The Heavenly Consort Academy isn't just the number one academy in the Northern Five Nations. It's also famous among the aristocratic families of the central plains of the Xuanye Continent. I've heard my masters mention it many times."
"Oh? The experts of the Regal Cloud Palace have also mentioned our Heavenly Consort Academy? "
Lu Jiangpeng was startled. His interest was piqued and he was full of pride.
Du Ruo smiled faintly and cupped her fists respectfully. "Replying to Elder Lu, the Palace Lord once said that the Heavenly Consort Academy has a long history and is comparable to the top five aristocratic families of the central plains. It can be considered the number one academy on the Xuanye Continent. However, for some reason, it migrated to the north and gradually faded out of the continent's disputes, enjoying this secluded paradise. "
Lu Jiangpeng sighed emotionally. "Correct, the academy did indeed migrate from the central plains. That was a very long time ago. As for why, even I don't know. But time flies, and the seas turn into mulberry fields. How are those large sects that stood side by side with the academy still standing? The academy, on the other hand, has remained in a corner for tens of thousands of years, passing down its legacy. Perhaps this was what the person in charge of the academy was thinking back then? "
Everyone was astonished. They hadn't expected the academy to have such a long history.
When they heard such a secret, all of them felt a wave of pride fill their hearts, and they felt a sense of honor and belonging to the academy.
Yang Qingxuan exclaimed, "That means the Desolate Heaven Art of Emptiness is something from so long ago?"
Lu Jiangpeng nodded. "Yes. It's a pity that after being passed down for generations, no one in our generation knows the meaning of this set of seals anymore. Actually, us seven elders have studied it carefully. This art definitely has more than one transformation. There must be other miraculous uses. Unfortunately, it has been lost. "
Everyone felt a wave of pity and lamented endlessly.
Du Ruo smiled. "Actually, the seven elders can bring this art to the central plains. For example, our Regal Cloud Palace has a vast collection of books. We might be able to find some clues about this ancient text."
Lu Jiangpeng rolled his eyes at her. "It's impossible for the Regal Cloud Palace to have designs on the Desolate Heaven Art of Emptiness."
Du Ruo smiled embarrassedly. "I was only suggesting that we study it together."
Lu Jiangpeng snorted. "We can't study it together. The people of our academy will study it ourselves."
Seeing how stubborn he was, Du Ruo smiled faintly and didn't say anything else.
At this moment, more and more seal lights gathered between the five elders. They were connected by some kind of law and started to move.
Yang Qingxuan's body trembled and his pupils shrank. The current state of the seals was like the Sun, Moon, and Star Wheel formed by billions of runes in the ancient palace!
He was shocked. "Could it be that the current state of these seals is some kind of weapon?"
The seals were scattered and there were only twenty to thirty thousand of them. Compared to the billions of runes in the Sun, Moon, and Star Wheel, they were like fireflies competing with the moon.
"Could it be that I guessed wrong?"
Yang Qingxuan was suspicious.
At this moment, the seals formed by a certain law slowly rotated in the air and emitted thousands of rays of light. It was like a sun in the sky, blinding everyone's eyes.
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