Chapter 982
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"Eighth heaven of divine arts?"
Qin Mu was stunned and found it hard to believe. For a long time, he had tried to enter the path with divine arts, but he had never succeeded.
Entering the path with divine arts required extraordinary comprehension in spells and divine arts. His habit was to grasp the general direction of Eternal Peace's reform by himself and leave the detailed work to others to complete.
For example, he comprehended that magnetism could be used as a path, skill, and divine art system. He also sorted out a few equations that could be used to deduce magnetism runes, but he didn't continue to study them. Instead, he threw them to Madam Si.
Madam Si researched all the magnetism runes and directly entered the path with magnetism divine arts. Although Qin Mu learned the magnetism runes and great magnetism divine arts, he missed a chance to enter the path.
Of course, entering the path was extremely difficult. Those who could successfully enter the path were one in a billion.
This time, Qin Mu had purely fused the knowledge of the two great cultivation systems. He had fused the Great Dao of Runes of the ancient gods with the knowledge of the masters of creation. He had fused consciousness and vital qi into one. Only then could he deduce the divine art to the eighth heaven.
However, the knowledge of the two systems wasn't exhausted. He still needed to comprehend the knowledge of these two systems to be able to deduce divine arts to a higher level.
He woke up from entering the path and carefully comprehended what he had comprehended. He was filled with emotions. "I didn't expect entering the path to be so easy …"
The twenty-seven ancestral spirits remained silent.
Entering the path to be so easy?
The holy infant that the masters of creation had been waiting for for thousands of years didn't seem to realize how hurtful those words were. If entering the path was so easy, would the masters of creation have fallen to their current state?
An ancestor spirit said, "We thought you would enter the eighteenth heaven, but we didn't expect you to only enter the eighth heaven."
The other tall ancestor spirits in the red light understood and nodded. "Entering the path to the eighteenth heaven is considered a pass. The eighth heaven is indeed a little low."
"Yeah, since you're the holy infant of our race, you're naturally a peerless genius. The eighth heaven is a little low."
Qin Mu's face was as black as iron, and he didn't say anything else.
An ancestor spirit consoled him, "The eighth level of heaven isn't bad. After all, he has entered the Dao. You don't have to worry about it, holy infant. Compared to ordinary masters of creation, the holy infant is still not bad."
The other Ancestor Spirits said, "As long as Holy Infant continues to work hard, he can still make up for his lack of talent through hard work."
"It doesn't matter if we're a little stupid. We'll still have great achievements if we fly first!"
Divine King Lang Wo looked at these ancestor spirits with a faint smile and coughed.
Only then did the ancestor spirits let go of Qin Mu and stop attacking him.
Qin Mu bowed and thanked the ancestor spirits, "Now that I've obtained the wisdom of the masters of creation race, I'll definitely do my best to benefit the masters of creation race."
The ancestor spirits returned the greeting and said, "Holy infant, don't forget your promise today. Restore peace to the Paramita World and the Great Void as soon as possible. Now, you may leave. "
"I won't forget what I've promised!" Qin Mu said solemnly.
The Ancestral Spirits disappeared into the red light in the depths of the Ancestral Spirit World one after another. Their consciousness continued to fluctuate faintly. "Everything about the Holy Infant is good, except that he's a little dumb. He's only at the eighth firmament …"
"Quiet, didn't you hear the divine king cough? What he means is that we shouldn't continue attacking him. He's already very upset. "
"Hehe, the knowledge and wisdom of the masters of creation race can only be exchanged for the eighth firmament …"
"Stop talking!"
…
Qin Mu's expression turned ugly again. Divine King Lang Wo pursed her lips and held back her laughter. She said softly, "You don't have to listen to their nonsense. The eighth firmament of divine arts is already very impressive. They only said that because they saw how easy it was for you to enter the path. Actually, the masters of creation race isn't good at entering the path. They didn't reach this level back then either. You have to know that even Bandit Leader Qin Ye was only at the 33rd firmament of entering the path. "
Qin Mu said resentfully, "I knew they were jealous of me. That's why I wasn't attacked by them. I'm the overlord body, I can fight ten Founding Emperors … "
Although he said that, he still wasn't very confident.
Divine King Lang Wo brought him out of the Ancestral Spirit World. Qin Mu suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, "Isn't the ancestor spirit who brought the three prophecies in the Ancestral Spirit World? Why didn't I see him this time? "
Divine King Lang Wo hesitated for a moment before telling him the reason. She said, "That ancestor spirit died after bringing back the three prophecies. Although his consciousness was kept by us in the Ancestral Spirit World, his consciousness was in a mess. He didn't have a complete thought process. Thus, the Ancestral Spirit World is ruled by the 27 ancestor spirits. "
Qin Mu asked, "In that case, can I meet him?"
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