Zhou Wen suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued carving on the blank spots on the Wheel of Destiny. This time, he was still carving Sword Pill.
Bit by bit, Sword Pill was engraved on the Wheel of Destiny. As for the Ancient Sovereign symbol on the other side, it didn't disappear. When the Sword Pill symbol was completed and Sword Pill tore out of his fingers again, Zhou Wen nearly moaned in bliss.
Looking at the Sword Pill and Ancient Sovereign that existed at the same time, Zhou Wen felt that the Goddess of Luck hadn't abandoned him.
Thank you, Holy Mother, Jade Emperor, God of Fortune … Just as Zhou Wen was feeling excited, the Ancient Sovereign's projection suddenly vanished. It turned out that the Ancient Sovereign symbol on the Wheel of Destiny was vanishing and was no longer complete.
Only then did Zhou Wen realize gloomily that even if he didn't fight, the marks on the Wheel of Destiny would quickly disappear.
There's really nothing wrong with not carving the word 'not carving'. I really can't carve anything. Zhou Wen was somewhat helpless. Although he had the possibility of using multiple abilities at the same time, the Wheel of Destiny's characteristics were too strange, making things a little troublesome.
"Is there any way to preserve the engravings forever?" Zhou Wen felt that he should spend some time to study it in the future. Even if he could only maintain it for a little longer, it would be a huge improvement for him.
Grim Demon fought the ancient sword while Ice Maiden fought an unknown creature on the mountaintop. However, Zhou Wen had fun drawing at the foot of the mountain.
After all sorts of tests, Zhou Wen already knew that he could draw the previous eight Life Souls. Furthermore, as long as his insights were different, what he drew would be different every time.
The deeper Zhou Wen's insights, the stronger the Wheel of Destiny he drew. The longer he could stay on it, the more powerful it would be.
The only thing Zhou Wen couldn't draw was the marks that the Lost Immortal Sutra should have. This was because he knew the least about the Lost Immortal Sutra. The Lost Immortal Sutra didn't need him to comprehend it, nor did he need to cultivate it. It would circulate on its own. As long as his stats reached a certain level, he could advance directly.
It was clearly the foundation of Zhou Wen's Essence Energy Art, but he knew the least about it.
If I can carve the Lost Immortal Sutra's marks on the Wheel of Destiny one day, will those marks disappear again? A thought flashed through Zhou Wen's mind.
There was no answer, but Zhou Wen had a direction to become stronger. The deeper his understanding of Primordial Energy Arts, the longer the marks left on the Wheel of Destiny would be. Perhaps one day, when he was strong enough, those marks would exist forever.
After understanding the situation, Zhou Wen focused his attention on the battle at Bliss Mountain. The demonic sword and the ancient sword were still entangled, and the victor had yet to be determined.
On the mountaintop, the ice maiden seemed to be gradually at a disadvantage. Zhou Wen circulated the Wheel of Destiny and drew the Heaven-Opening Scripture before flying to a spot relatively close to the mountaintop.
Soon, Zhou Wen saw the creature fighting Ice Maiden. It was also a Ratman, but it looked more human than the gray-robed and red-robed rats from before.
It was wearing a white suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and a white top hat decorated with black thread. It looked very strange.
What the hell is this? Zhou Wen was alarmed when he saw this. This was the first time he had seen a dimensional creature in such a form.
What was even stranger was that not only did the Ratman possess powerful psyche skills, but its movement techniques were also extremely strange. It was like smoke and fog, and in its hand, there was a gun.
It wasn't an ancient spear, but a modern firearm. It was in the shape of a revolver and looked a little like a Smith & Wesson 500, but it was bigger and had a thicker barrel. Most of the gun was silver-white metal, and a small portion had gray patterns. It had an indescribable beauty.
Ice Maiden could resist the Ratman's psyche attacks, but the pistol caused her a lot of trouble.
She seemed to be afraid of the bullets in the gun and didn't dare be hit by them. She would dodge every time, so she was at a disadvantage. It looked like she was having a hard time holding on.
Zhou Wen couldn't tell what kind of power the bullet had. Although he could see the power of the Terror grade, the bullet was too fast. His vision couldn't keep up.
"Ice Maiden, come back." As Zhou Wen spoke, he summoned Banana Fairy. At the same time, he quickly retreated and left the Bliss Mountain area.
Firstly, the Heaven-Opening Scripture of the Highest Elder had already vanished from the Life Wheel. Secondly, Banana Fairy's attacks didn't differentiate between friend and foe, so staying there would only be a hindrance.
Ice Maiden knew how powerful Banana Fairy was. Even Grim Demon had been blown away by her, so she was even worse.
The strange rat didn't know how powerful Banana Fairy was. When it saw a beautiful fairy float over on a banana leaf, it picked up its phone and fired three shots at Banana Fairy.
Banana Fairy pouted and blew out a gust of Supreme Yin Wind.
Just like the bullet time in The Matrix, the three bullets suddenly slowed down. Zhou Wen finally saw the bullets clearly.
The bullet head looked like it was made of crystal, but it looked somewhat strange. It was like a small ghost that had curled up into a ball. It was extremely evil.
Not only did the three bullets slow down, but they even formed frost. In the blink of an eye, the three bullets were shot back in the wind.
The strange-looking rat was also blown away. As there was nothing blocking nearby, the rat and bullets were sent flying into the distance with the yellow sand that filled the sky. Soon, they vanished.
"I wonder if the rat is dead or not?" Zhou Wen watched as the rat was blown away. He wanted to pick up a dimensional crystal, but he didn't know where to pick it up.
Even if it was really dead, by the time he rushed over, the dimensional crystal might have already been taken away by other creatures.
Clang!
The ancient sword that was fighting the Demonic Sword suddenly lost control and fell from the sky, landing on the ground. Furthermore, it no longer had a Terror form.
Eh, this sword isn't a dimensional creature? Zhou Wen immediately realized that there was something wrong with the ancient sword.
If the ancient sword was a dimensional creature, it was still acceptable for it to be able to fight the Demonic Sword for so long despite being a little terrifying.
However, if it was only a weapon, it was somewhat abnormal for it to be able to fight the Demonic Sword for so long under the control of the rat. After all, the rat itself didn't seem that strong.
Zhou Wen walked close and carefully sized up the ancient sword that had fallen to the ground. He hadn't taken a closer look before, but now that he was carefully sizing it up, he realized that it looked somewhat odd.
It didn't look like gold, jade, iron, or steel. Furthermore, it didn't seem to have a blade. It was as though it was sheathed in a scabbard, but he couldn't see the opening of the scabbard. It looked like it was one piece.
The ancient sword remained motionless on the ground. He was certain that the rat-man had been controlling it previously. Now, it was unknown if the rat was too far away from it or if the rat was already dead. In any case, the sword was no longer under his control.
Zhou Wen carefully sized up the ancient sword and saw the words engraved on the hilt. When he looked at it, his eyes widened as his pupils constricted like needles.
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