The method to break this seal was actually very simple. As long as it could resonate with the Heavenly Energy within the seal, it would be fine.
To Tang Huan, this was not a difficult matter, it was just that it would take a long time. Of course, this was only relatively speaking. To the past vice Pavilion Master s and Pavilion Master s of the Clear Void Dao Pavilion, the time needed for Tang Huan to break the seal could only be described as short.
Time flew. Unknowingly, a year had passed.
"Rumble …"
On the stairs of the Nihility God Dao Altar, an intense ringing sound suddenly rang out, breaking the silence of the entire space. The seal that was enveloped by Tang Huan's mind suddenly trembled violently.
After a short moment, there seemed to be a loud bang, and the seal disappeared into thin air.
"Done!"
Inside the cave, Tang Huan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Almost without the slightest hesitation, a ball of dense blood colored Qi separated from the rune in between her mind instructs (in a second). Following that, the ball of fist-sized Qi quickly floated towards the peak of the Dao Altar under the guidance of her mind.
The rune immediately dimmed, and then, bit by bit, it sank down. After two to three breaths of time, it had already fused into the Nihility God's Dao Altar. About a hundred years later, it would reappear, and it would reappear in the form of a rune seal.
Of course, the rune seal also contained the same "Blood Refinement Heart Canon"!
"Hu!"
In the next moment, the ball of aura had already arrived in front of Feng Zhuo.
However, Tang Huan did not let Feng Zhuo absorb it, but instead directly sucked it in. In a split-second, the ball of blood-colored aura had already appeared in Tang Huan's palm.
After spending so much time, he finally succeeded in breaking the seal and obtaining this cultivation technique.
Tang Huan's face revealed a hint of joy.
However, if Wei Xuanji knew what he was thinking at this moment, he would probably be so depressed that he would vomit blood. Under normal circumstances, being able to break a single seal in seven to eight years would already be considered pretty good. On the other hand, Tang Huan had only used such a short period of time, and she actually felt that it was too long.
Of course, if he knew that the one who broke the seal was Tang Huan, Wei Xuanji probably wouldn't care about the length of time, and would immediately fight Tang Huan to the death. The dignified forbidden land of the Clear Void Dao Pavilion had actually been sneaked in by an enemy. How could this be!?
After a while, Tang Huan took a light breath, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and wrapped up the blood colored Qi with his mind.
In a blink of an eye, it turned into a streak of blood-colored light and entered between Tang Huan's brows, and was then sent into his own soul.
"Boom!"
After a split-second, like a volcanic eruption, countless pieces of information gushed out.
At this moment, a raging storm seemed to have been set off in the depths of Tang Huan's soul. However, this kind of movement could not shake his extremely strong soul at all. At this moment, Tang Huan's soul was like an incomparably huge sponge, crazily absorbing the information.
After about ten breaths of time, Tang Huan's soul finally calmed down.
That ball of blood-colored aura had already completely disappeared. However, the "Blood Refinement Heart Canon" it contained was directly imprinted in the depths of Tang Huan's soul, and it was impossible to forget.
Tang Huan closed her eyes, her body was like a boulder as she sat there without moving. However, within Tang Huan's soul, she had already started to analyze the "Blood Refinement Heart Canon" that she had just obtained.
At the peak of the Nihility God's Dao Altar, Feng Zhuo no longer paid attention to the other seals. Instead, he focused his mind and began to cultivate.
This Dao Altar contained an incomparably pure Origin Energy. Cultivating here would definitely be more effective than cultivating on the third floor of the God Transforming Tower. However, in the past few decades, he had only been a cabinet disciple, and later on, he had only been an elder. Firstly, he had never become a Vice Pavilion Master, and secondly, he had never contributed greatly to the sect. No matter how much hope Wei Xuanji and the others had for him, it was impossible for them to violate the sect's rules and allow him to cultivate here.
Now that there were no such restrictions, and he was already a Deputy Pavilion Master, it was only natural for him to cultivate here.
After a short while, a misty white aura separated from the surrounding space and the Dao Altar like threads. It lingered around Feng Zhuo's body and was slowly absorbed into his body to be refined. As time passed, the amount of white-colored odor that gathered increased.
Unknowingly, the peak of the altar seemed to be surrounded by a white cloud. Feng Zhuo sat cross-legged within, his body faintly discernible.
"Hu!"
Beneath the Nihility God's Dao Altar, at the spatial entrance, the space fluctuated slightly and a figure suddenly appeared. It was the Pavilion Master of the Clear Void Dao Pavilion, Wei Xuanji. He didn't have any other purpose for entering this place. He just wanted to see how Feng Zhuo was doing after more than a year had passed.
"This little guy, he actually didn't comprehend the Heavenly Dao or his cultivation technique or divine ability. He's actually cultivating in this place?"
Seeing the situation at the top of the Dao Altar, Wei Xuanji's face darkened slightly.
To a Heavenly Emperor Stage cultivator, this was indeed a very suitable place to cultivate. However, which Vice Pavilion Master didn't first obtain those cultivation techniques or divine abilities or the seniors' comprehension of the Heavenly Dao when they came in? Cultivating first and giving up on those inheritances was equivalent to picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons.
"He really is a cultivation madman!"
After a long while, Wei Xuanji finally let out a speechless snort. He did not want to disturb Feng Zhuo, since he wanted to cultivate, then let him cultivate. In any case, in another eight years, after Feng Zhuo took over the position of Pavilion Master, he still had five hundred years to obtain the most important inheritance of the Clear Void Dao Pavilion.
When Feng Zhuo's cultivation once again encountered a bottleneck and it was difficult for him to make any progress, his attention would naturally shift.
"Huh?"
As he thought about it, Wei Xuanji's gaze swept past the stairs. Just as he turned around and was about to leave, he seemed to have suddenly discovered something. His expression changed slightly as he turned around once again, and his gaze once again landed on the stairs. After a short moment, Wei Xuanji's eyes widened, and his face was filled with unconcealable astonishment.
One of the runes on the stairs was missing!
It was impossible for the runes there to decrease for no reason. There was only one explanation for such a situation, and that was that Feng Zhuo had already broken the seal on the runes and absorbed the cultivation technique divine ability or comprehension of the Heavenly Dao contained within. Only then would the runes return to the Dao Altar.
It had only been a little more than a year, yet he had already broken the seal on a single rune?
Wei Xuanji couldn't believe his eyes.
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